Mingusings

Boy I wish you weren't such a paranoid actress

And I the assassinated candidate

I feel like an accidental species

Some mutant love-child never meant to be

No motion dancing, feel like we're an impossibility

Trying to keep the heart and the head but I was so down on the closing light

Couldn't even fake a smile, wanted to fire all my friends

And just start over again



Sister tells you, "No, our shit is only gonna get better"

I'll let ya know let ya know let ya know

I feel like the last time is gonna be

My final collapse



Sister tells you, "No, our shit is only gonna get better"

Oh..

I feel like the last time is gonna be

My final collapse



I know from past experience

He never takes it easy on his readers

And you'll become a foreign substance lying in your familial bed



Technology makes such an ugly mother

But no lessons does it offer only chaos scenarios

And the dream that we've been having look just it's like the numbers

Still they love you at the office 'cause you the ban subject

Of countless masturbation fantasies

Ohh..