Lyric If It Kills You
Your 47th birthday cake is peeing acid on your face, light a candle it
won t light your fire, many bad things that you ll hate, piling higher on
your plate. If you ain t starving, you ain t satisfied - learn to relax, if
it kills you, you had your chance, old on. Cause it s gone - sometimes I m
a mangler, sometimes I sleep on it, sometimes I m a hamburger, sometimes I
dream of it.
won t light your fire, many bad things that you ll hate, piling higher on
your plate. If you ain t starving, you ain t satisfied - learn to relax, if
it kills you, you had your chance, old on. Cause it s gone - sometimes I m
a mangler, sometimes I sleep on it, sometimes I m a hamburger, sometimes I
dream of it.
