Disturbed - Midlife Crisis lyrics
Disturbed [Dan Donegan, Mike Wengren, David Draiman, John Moyer] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Disturbed - Midlife Crisis lyrics]
Go on and 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 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
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding 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
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
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 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
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding 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
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