Skwisgaar
11-14-2007, 11:53 AM
Many years ago today
Something grew inside of your mother...
That thing was
YOU
YOU
YOU
YOU
YOU
Did she scream? Did she cry?
Only those that are born
Are the ones that get to DIE
One more year closer to dying
Rotting organs ripping grinding
Biological discordance
Birthday equals self abhorrence
Years keep passing aging always
Mutate into vapid slugs
Doctor gives a new prescription
Bullet in a ****ing gun
One more year closer to dying
Plastic surgeons fuel the lying
You forget why you came in here
Your mind rots with every New Year
R.S.V.P PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
Happy Birthday
You're gonna die
Now you're old and full of hatred
Take a pill to masturbatred
Children point to you and scream
Because they will become that thing
One more year of further suffering
There's no point of ****ing bluffing
Open up your DETHday presents
It's a box of ****ing nothing
R.S.V.P PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
DIE DIE
DETHDAY
BIRTHDAY
DETHDAY
DIE DIE
DETHDAY
BIRTHDAY
DETHDAY
R.S.V.P PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
Happy Birthday
You're gonna die
Something grew inside of your mother...
That thing was
YOU
YOU
YOU
YOU
YOU
Did she scream? Did she cry?
Only those that are born
Are the ones that get to DIE
One more year closer to dying
Rotting organs ripping grinding
Biological discordance
Birthday equals self abhorrence
Years keep passing aging always
Mutate into vapid slugs
Doctor gives a new prescription
Bullet in a ****ing gun
One more year closer to dying
Plastic surgeons fuel the lying
You forget why you came in here
Your mind rots with every New Year
R.S.V.P PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
Happy Birthday
You're gonna die
Now you're old and full of hatred
Take a pill to masturbatred
Children point to you and scream
Because they will become that thing
One more year of further suffering
There's no point of ****ing bluffing
Open up your DETHday presents
It's a box of ****ing nothing
R.S.V.P PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
DIE DIE
DETHDAY
BIRTHDAY
DETHDAY
DIE DIE
DETHDAY
BIRTHDAY
DETHDAY
R.S.V.P PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
Happy Birthday
You're gonna die