[Intro, spoken]
Many years ago today something grew inside of your mother...
That thing was you!
You!
[Verse 1]
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
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 2]
Years keep passing aging always
Mutate into vapid slugs
Doctor gives a new prescription
Bullet in a fucking 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
Many years ago today something grew inside of your mother...
That thing was you!
You!
[Verse 1]
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
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 2]
Years keep passing aging always
Mutate into vapid slugs
Doctor gives a new prescription
Bullet in a fucking 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
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