Happy Birthday

Today is my birthday.
And you’re at work.
No one calls me
And there is no celebration.

There isn’t any gift for me.
I’m just looking for love,
But I know that I’ll fail.

Tonight I’m lying in my bed. 
I don’t know what to dream.
In the morning I finally fall asleep
And dream of you as the Reaper. 

Someone calls my name,
But I don’t listen. 
A single scream leaves my throat.
Why did you kill me? 

Darling, it was my birthday.
You didn’t come,
‘Cause of your fucking new job. 
Oh, darling.

Why did you start working for the death?

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Einfach nur so. 

Kam mir in den Sinn beim Musik hören.

Hate you ♥

Beast