Dear Midlife
Dear midlife
We have a crises
Everyday I'm going crazy
And I can't fight it
Dear midlife
Now I come from a small town
My parents only wish was for me to settle down
Get married and have kids of your own
Get a job, get a home and get a loan
Get this and get that and get along
Now here I am overthinking aloud
Couldn't stick to a job
Couldn't make my parents proud
Sometimes I think do I have no ambition?
Sometimes I think am I too proud?
Too proud to work for someone
And not tough enough to stand out
Dear midlife
Feels I am losing
A race in which I was not invited
Dear midlife
Now I have a wife who earns us bread
Of her I am really proud
But this world wants me to be a man
The man of the house
The man who never cries
The man who provides
And the man who's never down and out
There's a friend of mine
From the years of yore
He's a big shot lawyer
Who just got a divorce
But he's a millionaire
And the society loves him more
We drink together
He tells me he hates himself to the core
I guess we're all a part of the same boat
Dear midlife, we drown our sorrows
In whiskies and rums
As if there's no tomorrow
Dear midlife, we have a crises
Everyday I'm going crazy
And I can't fight it
Dear midlife
Dear midlife
Dear midlife
Dear midlife
We have a crises
Everyday I'm going crazy
And I can't fight it
Dear midlife
Now I come from a small town
My parents only wish was for me to settle down
Get married and have kids of your own
Get a job, get a home and get a loan
Get this and get that and get along
Now here I am overthinking aloud
Couldn't stick to a job
Couldn't make my parents proud
Sometimes I think do I have no ambition?
Sometimes I think am I too proud?
Too proud to work for someone
And not tough enough to stand out
Dear midlife
Feels I am losing
A race in which I was not invited
Dear midlife
Now I have a wife who earns us bread
Of her I am really proud
But this world wants me to be a man
The man of the house
The man who never cries
The man who provides
And the man who's never down and out
There's a friend of mine
From the years of yore
He's a big shot lawyer
Who just got a divorce
But he's a millionaire
And the society loves him more
We drink together
He tells me he hates himself to the core
I guess we're all a part of the same boat
Dear midlife, we drown our sorrows
In whiskies and rums
As if there's no tomorrow
Dear midlife, we have a crises
Everyday I'm going crazy
And I can't fight it
Dear midlife
Dear midlife
Dear midlife
Dear midlife
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