Unbirthday Lyrics

Hey papa I see you leaving me again
Another business trip of yours
Look at me, in those sweaty eyes
the ones you've seen so many times before
Well thank you for another shiny souvenir
I wish that you've been here for me
I'll throw it into dumpster fail
of soulness, worthless things you give
more money, more toys
the urge to destroy
The void, white noise
It's wit's end that I'm aware of

'Cause every day without you is unbirthday to me
unspeaking my loneliness
I cannot stand the thought you could've picked this way to live
I'm glad that you didn't choose wrong