Текст песни Midlife Crisis - Disturbed
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
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
You're
perfect,
yes,
it's
true
But
without
me
you're
only
you
Your
menstruating
heart
It
ain't
bleeding
enough
for
two
Midlife
Crisis
It's
a
midlife
crisis
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
You're
perfect,
yes,
it's
true
But
without
me
you're
only
you
Your
menstruating
heart
It
ain't
bleeding
enough
for
two
Go
on
and
wring
my
neck
Go
on
and
wring
my
neck
Like
when
a
rag
gets
wet
Go
on
and
wring
my
neck.
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1 Mine
2 Sickened
3 God of the Mind
4 Two Worlds
5 Leave It Alone
6 A Welcome Burden
7 Parasite
8 Dehumanized
9 Midlife Crisis
10 Living After Midnight
11 3
12 This Moment
13 Hell
14 Old Friend
15 Monster
16 Run
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