What a waste
What a waste of skin
Takes too long
Faces caving in
Made to wait
Arms and legs
Drown the place
Spiked pegs
Crack my chest
Beat that drum
Hold this skin
Up to the sun
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
Feel the sun cut through
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
What a time
What a time to dream
Dream of an ocean where
You can't drown just sink
Made to wait
For peace of mind
The sand in my head
Fills the space inside
Crack my head
Take the slime
Hold it up and
Hear it squeal in the light
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
Feel the sun cut through
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
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What a waste
What a waste of skin
Takes too long
Faces caving in
Made to wait
Arms and legs
Drown the place
Spiked pegs
Crack my chest
Beat that drum
Hold this skin
Up to the sun
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
Feel the sun cut through
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
What a time
What a time to dream
Dream of an ocean where
You can't drown just sink
Made to wait
For peace of mind
The sand in my head
Fills the space inside
Crack my head
Take the slime
Hold it up and
Hear it squeal in the light
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
Feel the sun cut through
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
What a waste of skin
Takes too long
Faces caving in
Made to wait
Arms and legs
Drown the place
Spiked pegs
Crack my chest
Beat that drum
Hold this skin
Up to the sun
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
Feel the sun cut through
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
What a time
What a time to dream
Dream of an ocean where
You can't drown just sink
Made to wait
For peace of mind
The sand in my head
Fills the space inside
Crack my head
Take the slime
Hold it up and
Hear it squeal in the light
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
See the sun come through
Feel the sun cut through
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
He's got birthday fingers
Writer: Jack Pool, Sarah Ryan
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid