Broken Spindles - Birthday lyrics

rate me

My face slowly sinks,

Skin 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.