paroles de chanson Happy Fucking Birthday - Rhys Lewis

Snap out of it
Stop thinking 'bout yourself
Go to bed
Get your head out of tomorrow
You'll be fine
You don't have to be
All the things you thought you'd be by 29
Get over it
Are you really losing sleep?
Over things that you miss
That you've never even had
Oh, what a way to waste of night
What a way to waste a life

It's like losing the lottery and feeling sad
It's like craving the champagne that you drank too fast
It's like blowing the candles out and wishing
Your life was somewhere different
That you were still 17
Oh, happy
Happy fucking birthday to me

Snap out of it
Stop living in your head
Your regrets
They're only memories
They don't have to bring you down
So leave the house
Throw your mind out of the window for a while

Stop losing the lottery and feeling sad
And craving the champagne that you drank too fast
Stop blowing the candles out and wishing
Your life was somewhere different
That you were still 17
Oh, happy
Happy fucking birthday to me

(Happy fucking birthday)
Happy fucking birthday to me
(Happy fucking birthday)

Snap out of it
Get over it
You don't have to be
All the things you thought you'd be by 29
Snap out of it
Get over it
You don't have to be
All the things you thought you'd be by 29

Snap out of it
Get over it
You don't have to be
All the things you thought you'd be by 29
Snap out of it
Get over it
You don't have to be
All the things you thought you'd be by 29
By 29

Snap out of it
Get over it, oh
Happy fucking birthday to me