Zola Jesus Follow

And in the night I sleep
Since the day that I was born
Repeat, repeat, repeat

Brought to this life, born to this life
Where was I before?
Non-existent, not at all
Will I ever know?

Today is my birthday
And I get one every year
And someday, hard to believe
But I'll be buried six feet underground

Subconsciously motivated
Natural instinct
An alter nature for the pleasure
Orthocycline

I flirt with conceptions, slow the cycle
Will the baby grow?
Social tradition interference
Control, control, control

Today is my birthday
And I get one every year
And someday, hard to believe
But I'll be buried six feet underground
I'll be dead and gone, no longer around

Spinning, spinning
Before I can recall
All the unknown chemicals
Control the cycle

The successive generations
From dust to dust
Burying my grandma
Give birth to my own daughter

Today is my birthday
And I get one every year
And someday, hard to believe
But I'll be buried six feet underground

Today is my birthday
And I get one every year
And someday, hard to believe
But I'll be buried six feet underground

And I'll be dead and gone, no longer around
I'll be buried six feet underground

And in the night I sleep
Since the day that I was born