Midwestern Stylings Lyrics - Singles - Glassjaw

Tell me or I'll cast away 

Co-defrequent 

Summer holiday 

If I wasn't mourned now one more time 

This atonal score 

For if you're rhythmic dancing on the dance floor 

I'm dying the death of a man man for 

Standard procedure 

I serve no use for you 

God's littlest creature 

You're my bore 

You witnessed my fallen gene 

That pushes away like a cancer 

And be the count that parted mine 

Handicap that pushes madness between lover 

I dabble in the badness of a 

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Standard procedure 

I serve no use for you 

God's littlest creature 

You're my new muse 

The mind tricks the body 

Body thinks the mind is crazy 

My mind tricks the body 

Body thinks my mind is... 

So best of luck to you 

And a burning barge to float you through 

Lost in you for days 

Enjoy the distance as we gaze 

Before time 

Didn't we say one day? 

Maybe not, didn't we say one day? 

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Standard procedure 

I serve no use for you 

God's littlest creature 

You're mine 

Standard procedure 

I serve no use for you 

God's littlest crea(ture)