Hey you.. i know i'm in the wrong
time flies, when you're having fun
you wake up another year is gone
twenty one
i guess you wanna know why I'm on the phone
its been a day or so
i know it's kinda late. but happy birthday
i know you hate me. well i miss you too
i know its kinda late. but happy birthday
so hard. when you're far away
it's lame but i forgot the date
i won't make the same mistake. it's all too late
now you know. don't hang up the phone
i wish i was at home. I know its way too late
but happy birthday
it's not that i don't care
you know i'll make it up to you. if i could i'd be there
For these words flow through me and they are too much to keep. I'm not a locked box. I'm a freedom writer :)
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