Birthday.

''You're a nasty pasty!''
Is what me and fee always say. We've woken up early, because its my birthday.

I wouldn't of thought to wake up next to my friend, I always thought it would be you till the end.

But things have changed for good for bad. Maybe it's cause I'm too much of a 'lad'?

Ill mess with your head, ill leave you in bits. Well, that's what it seems, if the shoe fits.

But now I'm older, yet not so wise. Next year will be my demise.

Ill make a change, stand up for me. Cause, I cannot help who I'll always be.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!