Album: Angel Dust (1992)
Go on & wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like a lettuce
Go on & dig your thumbs in
I can not stop giving
I am thirty-smth
Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree
You are perfect, yes, it is true
But without me you are only you
Your menstruating heart
It aint bleedin´ enough for two
It is a midlife crisis...
What an inheritance
The salt & 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 am a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee
You are perfect, yes, it is true
But without me you are only you
Your menstruating heart
It aint bleeding enough for two
It is a midlife crisis...........
Faith No More Ringtones