Not into long intros? Find yourself easily impatient? Let "Locket" be your antidote. The drawn out instrumental beginning falls away into what I, as a human being, would call "worth it."
"Worth it" might even be a bit too lax. In fact, I would melt this one down and pour it's scolding contents onto my nipples; I'd juice and chug this through my eyes; I'd give birth to this and raise it, supporting it through university, eventually spending my last cent paying off tuition.
I love you, son.