Birthday Lyrics

My face slowly sinks,
Skin melts gradually
And 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,
And 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 and 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.
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written by MAURINIER, CHARLES
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing