You grow uglier as you grow older
I guess not everyone gets a year smarter on their b-day
Maybe that a reason why your bed's getting colder
Ask me & that's life is what i'd say

Dont eat pie, you're already fat enough
Why do they celebrate the worst day ever?
Your skin so rouge & rough
Your face, hairy like Sasquatch. Marry you? never

Thine gift; an "ima-kill-u"-card
Wanna make it a double party?
On thine grave I shall fart,
But how could'st you blame me?

Well, life sucks but have no fear
Whenever you're down, I'll be there
Hiding in your dark, whispering in your ear
Telling you happy birthday and next year I'm here

Then I'd scream, get out
Now you go have fun
Do it without the shame or the doubt
Or I'll be aiming the gun

And when there is nothing more to do
When all others have left the feast
There will only be me with you
& then you part with me beast

Untamable, unflamable, unforgetable
We will dance on the graves of forgotten memories
Unstopable, unstable, unshamefull
We will watch others living there perfect lies

Then the day has its end
Like all the things do
Have I given you what you desired? a friend?
In all the cases, its the celebration of your birth
Yeah, its true