In the morning I wake up
And in the night I sleep
Since the day that I was born
Repeat, repeat, repeat
Brought to this life, born to this life
Where was I before?
Non-existent? Not at all?
Will I ever know?
Today is my birthday and I get one every year
And some day…
Hard to believe, but I’ll be buried six feet underground
Subconsciously motivated
Natural instinct
After nature for the pleasure
Orthocycline
I flirt with conception, slow the cycle
Will the baby grow?
Social tradition interference
Control, control, control
Today is my birthday and I get one every year
And some day…
Hard to believe, but I’ll be buried six feet underground
I’ll be dead and gone, no longer around
Spinning, spinning before I can recall
All the unknown chemicals control the cycle
The successive generations from dust to dust
Burying my grandma, then give birth to my own daughter
Today is my birthday and I get one every year
And some day…
Hard to believe, but I’ll be buried six feet underground
I’ll be dead and gone, no longer around
I’ll be buried six feet underground