Faith No More

Faith No More - Midlife crisis lyrics

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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 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...
 
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
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Author: Faith No More, Billy Gould, Jim Martin, Mike Bordin, Mike Patton, Roddy Bottum

Composer: ?

Publisher: Westwood One

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Released in: 1992

Language: English

Appearing on: This Is It: The Best of Faith No More (2003)

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