Mingusings

Of Montreal

Compositor: Kevin Barnes

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 in the head
But I was so down on the closing night
Couldn't even fake a smile
Wanted to fire all my friends
And just start over again

Sisters don't you know
Our shit is only going to get better
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know
I feel like the last time is going to be my final collapse

Sisters don't you know
Our shit is only going to get better
Oh, oh, oh
I feel like the last time is going to be
My final collapse

I know from past experience
He never takes it easy on his readers
And you become a foreign substance
Lying in your familial bed

Technology makes such an ugly mother
But no lessons does it all for only chaos scenarios
And the dream that we've inherited, look, it's just random numbers
Still they love you at the office because you've been
The subject of countless masturbation fantasies