Lyric

Half a balloon on the ceiling

Paper plate throw on the floor

Plastic knife stuck in the frosting

Glitter in the doorway

Confetti in a drawer

Everyone’s gone

But the streamers still wait

I’m humming off-key

Staring down this paper plate

Leftover birthday cake

Breakfast at 2 p.m

Sprinkles on my fingers

Like I’m turning five again

All the candles dead

In nothing shall I be

Crumbs on the counter

Tasting yesterday I miss

Phone full of crooked selfies

Voices caught mid-laugh

One lost sock by the sofa

Names I almost learned

Then they vanished so fast

Silence so loud

In a crown made of tape

I’m chewing on memories

Sweet

Then they fade

Leftover birthday cake

Breakfast at 2 p.m

Sprinkles on my fingers

Like I’m turning five again

All the candles dead

In nothing shall I be

Crumbs on the counter

Tasting yesterday I miss

Lyrics & beatmake by Mr.Office