Muscle'n Flo - Menomena

Oh in the morning

I stumble, my way towards, the mirror

And my makeup, it’s light out, and I now

Face just what I’m made of

There’s so much more left to do

But I’m not young

But I’m not through

Oh in the evening

I stumble, my way towards

Another daily struggle, it’s dark out, it’s time now

That I pick up my hustle

Make a call, make some cash

Make your mark, make it last

Tiny scores, tiny rooms

Lofty goals met too soon

Too soon

Now here I stand a broken man

If I could, I would raise my hands

I’ll come before you humbly

If I could I’d be on my knees

Come lay down your head upon my chest

Feel my heart beat, feel my unrest

If Jesus could only wash my feet

Then I’d get up strong, and muscle on

Oh in the morning

I stumble my way towards the mirror

And my makeup, it’s light out, and I now

Face just what I’m made of

There’s so much more left to do

Well I’m not young, but I’m not through

Tiny scores, tiny rooms

Lofty goals met too soon

Too soon