Birthday
I've got a birthday coming up, will I feel dread again this year?
On my birthday, waking up to find my skin is still unclear
And I have only finished half of my to-do list
I blow the candles out and count all of my boyfriends
Time ain't what it used to be
I'm still catching up
Why do I feel it flying?
I don't wanna think about it
I don't wanna think about it
New stains on my bed sheets, I'm bleeding out again
I love to be a woman but I would rather be a plant
And sit beneath the sunlight making my own sugar
I shoot up like a stalk and turn into a flower
Time ain't what it used to be
I'm still growing up
Why do I feel like crying?
I don't wanna think about it
I don't wanna think about it
Cuz then I panic thinking maybe, mighta, woulda, coulda
Should have been a different woman had I not slept in that day
It's all for kicks but I feel bad when shit gets real
If my days are truly numbered, is this how I'm supposed to feel?
If my days are truly numbered, is this how I'm supposed to feel?
I never would have guessed
How hot the world could get in just a couple years or less
So turn it down to simmer, I'm not in a hurry
Still got a million things to do before my birthday
On my birthday, waking up to find my skin is still unclear
And I have only finished half of my to-do list
I blow the candles out and count all of my boyfriends
Time ain't what it used to be
I'm still catching up
Why do I feel it flying?
I don't wanna think about it
I don't wanna think about it
New stains on my bed sheets, I'm bleeding out again
I love to be a woman but I would rather be a plant
And sit beneath the sunlight making my own sugar
I shoot up like a stalk and turn into a flower
Time ain't what it used to be
I'm still growing up
Why do I feel like crying?
I don't wanna think about it
I don't wanna think about it
Cuz then I panic thinking maybe, mighta, woulda, coulda
Should have been a different woman had I not slept in that day
It's all for kicks but I feel bad when shit gets real
If my days are truly numbered, is this how I'm supposed to feel?
If my days are truly numbered, is this how I'm supposed to feel?
I never would have guessed
How hot the world could get in just a couple years or less
So turn it down to simmer, I'm not in a hurry
Still got a million things to do before my birthday
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Writer(s): Ava Swanson
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