Eli Cash vs. The Godless Savages

Happy birthday, merry unbirth, merry unbirthday
Happy birthday, merry unbirth, merry unbirthday
Happy birthday, merry unbirth, merry unbirthday
Happy birthday, merry unbirth, merry unbirthday
She's a beaten dog with yellow nails

I just would like to let you know
That I got deep enough around
At carving away at your skin
Away at your skin
Away at your skin

Spinning around
Spinning around

Spinning around, spitting
Spinning around, spitting
And laughing in my face
Spinning around, spitting
Spinning around, spitting
And what I found were alarm clocks
Spinning around, spitting

You started biting at your fingernails
To prove that we're not breathing
I'll awake from sleep to give a kiss
The killer is gone tonight
The killer is gone tonight

But isn't it better, but isn't it better
To question our love?
But isn't it better, but isn't it better
To question our love?
But isn't it better, but isn't it better
To question our love?
No, it's not, it never was

Why do I find
Pieces of your teeth
Why do I find
Pieces of your teeth
On piano keys?