Midlife Crisis |
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Midlife Crisis Lyrics |
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 [Faith No More cover]Go on and wring my neck Like when a rag gets wet A little discipline For my pet genius My head is like a lettuce Go on and dig your thumbs in I cannot stop giving I`m thirty-something Sense of security Like pockets jingling Midlife crisis Suck ingenuity Down through the family tree You`re perfect, yes, it`s true But without me you`re only you (you`re only you) Your menstruating heart It ain`t bleedin` enough for two It`s a midlife crisis It`s a midlife crisis... What an inheritance The salt and the Kleenex Morbid self attention Bending my pinky back A little discipline A donor by habit A little discipline Rent an opinion Sense of security Holding blunt instrument I`m a perfectionist And perfect is a skinned knee You`re perfect, yes, it`s true But without me you`re only you Your menstruating heart It ain`t bleeding enough for two It`s a midlife crisis... You`re perfect, yes, it`s true But without me you`re only you Your menstruating heart It ain`t bleeding enough for two [repeat until fade] |
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