Happy Birthday
I'm gonna turn 21 on Thursday
And it don't mean a goddamn thing
See by the age of 20 I've had far too many
And another drink would surely kill me
But sometimes
I think that you know that sounds nice
One day I'll turn 25 and I
Wonder if I'll still be alive
When you're dead do they still count your birthday
While the dirt eats your insides
Please God
Wont you crucify me
I dont give a fuck about birthdays
I think we'll put meaning into anything
And all it means is the Earth's been around the sun
That many times since
You were last inside your mom
I knew a boy he went to my old high school
Hung himself in a tree
That was on my 19th birthday, so no
My birthday don't mean shit to me
Now every year I just
Picture a child in a tree
I dont give a fuck about birthdays
I think we'll put meaning into anything
And all it means is the Earth's been around the sun
That many times since
You were last inside your mom
One day I'll have my 60th birthday
And I'll realize that I'm dying
Most of my life is behind me
And whats left ahead, is really rather frightening
Well I don't want to see
My 60th I think 'cause
If I looked death in the eye
I couldn't give him a wink
And I wanna get hit my a train or a bus or lightning or fucking anything
'Cause I don't think I could take it
If I knew that I was breaking
If I saw it coming I think
That I might shit myself
I dont give a fuck about birthdays
I think we'll put meaning into anything
And all it means is the Earth's been around the sun
That many times since
You were last inside your mom
And it don't mean a goddamn thing
See by the age of 20 I've had far too many
And another drink would surely kill me
But sometimes
I think that you know that sounds nice
One day I'll turn 25 and I
Wonder if I'll still be alive
When you're dead do they still count your birthday
While the dirt eats your insides
Please God
Wont you crucify me
I dont give a fuck about birthdays
I think we'll put meaning into anything
And all it means is the Earth's been around the sun
That many times since
You were last inside your mom
I knew a boy he went to my old high school
Hung himself in a tree
That was on my 19th birthday, so no
My birthday don't mean shit to me
Now every year I just
Picture a child in a tree
I dont give a fuck about birthdays
I think we'll put meaning into anything
And all it means is the Earth's been around the sun
That many times since
You were last inside your mom
One day I'll have my 60th birthday
And I'll realize that I'm dying
Most of my life is behind me
And whats left ahead, is really rather frightening
Well I don't want to see
My 60th I think 'cause
If I looked death in the eye
I couldn't give him a wink
And I wanna get hit my a train or a bus or lightning or fucking anything
'Cause I don't think I could take it
If I knew that I was breaking
If I saw it coming I think
That I might shit myself
I dont give a fuck about birthdays
I think we'll put meaning into anything
And all it means is the Earth's been around the sun
That many times since
You were last inside your mom
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Writer(s): Dylan Cima
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