Have you ever thought about your birthday as a funeral?
Cause I do, I do, still striving to sleep
And from the start I've learnt how to live all alone
So terrified by all those things I never wanted to be
Staring at a glass I can barely hold in my hands
A thousand failures drawn on my lifeline
I keep drinking fast to hide how scared I am
And fuck myself (over again) 'til I black out
So, I raise my glass, keeping me safe from my greatest fears
Choked up with bruises, wishing for the sun to never come
The weight from my choices is too much for me to carry
When the bartender has to drive me home...