Faith No More - Midlife Crisis


Midlife Crisis

[Verse 1]
Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
Go on, dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop givin' in
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 bleeding enough for two
It's a midlife crisis...
[Verse 2]
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
Midlife crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee
Публикувано от Jethro ParisJethro Paris в пет., 21/11/2014 - 17:12
Последно редактирано от Jethro ParisJethro Paris в втор., 03/09/2019 - 23:06


Faith No More: Топ 3
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