Текст песни Faith No More - Midlife Crises, слова песни Faith No More

Текст песни Faith No More - Midlife Crises

Faith No More - Midlife Crises слова песни

Go on and ring my necklike when a rag gets weta little disciplinefor my pet geniusmy head is like a lettucego on and dig your thumbs inI cannot stop givingI`m thirty-somethingSens of securitylike pockets jinglingMidlife Crisessuck ingenuitydown through the family treeYou`re perfest, yes, it`s truebut without me you`re only youyour menstruating heartit ain`t bleedin`enough for twoit`s a Midlife Crises...What an inhertancethe salt and the kleenexmorbid self attentionbending my pinky backa little diciplinerent an opinionSens of securityholding blunt instrumentI`m a perfectionistand perfect is a skinnend kneeYou`re perfect, yes, it`s true...

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Midlife Crises

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