Birthday

歌詞

My face slowly sinks, sink melts gradually & starts to fold. My blood's not cold. I don't feel disease, no aches or agonies, but I'm growing old. The grey-backed glass says so. I'm wasting away. I'm being erased It's my birthday, but I feel the same. My beard is dying grey my pulse in slowly in my veins, & I don't feel all-grown, even though I am, I know. I'm wasting away. I'm being erased It's my birthday, but I feel the same. My eye's framed by dark. Nights & mornings have left their mark. I'm not tired. I don't feel the year at all. I'm wasting away. I'm being erased It's my birthday, but I feel the same.