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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, hold 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. From Letras Mania