Yotam Perel - Birthday 23 lyrics

(-) = Side Mouth [Intro] Hey, guys. Hahahaha (Hey, what's with the tone?) What's with your tone? Shut up (Whoa. Why are you mean?) 'Cause I'm being a grown-up, you know business suits, faxes (So, you don't have time to talk to me anymore? We only talk once a year) Yeah, there's a reason for that. Yeah, you dumb, you dumb b**h (Oh) I'm rude now Here we go again Now I'm twenty-three It's almost as every year I grow another year And maybe you will hear me out When I tell that I'm sick of these Birthday bits forcing me to summarise Get my feelings organised I despise this process of retrospective nonsense But I'm eight years deep with this tradition It's too late to skip a year or maybe round it up to ten Then take a break Enjoying these in hindsight, just might be The only reason that I still try to write songs And maybe I'm not wrong when I think That I don't have much to discuss, yet I must I feel someone would get really pissed off at me It's not supposed to be like this But I'm eight years deep Half of my conscious life has just been this And I miss the increase of love that has since pa**ed I wasted time and time is money so I did some freelance