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letra de birthday - annabelle dinda

[verse 1]
i never think of my t–th
until i get on a bike
i never think of my hands
until i pick up a knife
i wouldn’t call it forgetting
then it isn’t foresight, not the right way of going about it

[verse 2]
i never think of my skull
until the kids playing catch
i always think of myself
but it’s completely detached
and every life is chock-full of disorienting facts
it’s a bad way of going about it

[chorus]
maybe i’ll predict my future
take a baseball to the head
wake up later with some sutures
and a super new sixth-sense
maybe i’ll predict my future
make it bеtter for myself
maybe i’ll prеdict my future
from everything i’ve already felt
[verse 3]
i sit and sound like a place (ah)
i cry almost every call
i barely look at my face (ah)
forget my shoes in the hall
and you could say it’s a message
that the writings on the wall are the wrong way of going about it

[chorus]
maybe i’ll predict my future
take a baseball to the head
wake up later with some sutures
and a super new sixth-sense
maybe i’ll predict my future
make it better for myself
maybe i’ll predict my future
from everything i’ve already felt

[bridge]
twenty-four, fill the void
scratch the floor, make some noise
the illusion of choice
take a breath, save my voice
twenty-four, fill the void
scratch the floor, make some noise
the illusion of choice
take a breath, save my voice
[chorus]
maybe i’ll predict my future
take a baseball to the head
turn into a live computer
learn it all to end up dead
maybe i’ll predict my future
make it better for myself
maybe i’ll predict my future
i wonder what i haven’t felt

- annabelle dinda

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