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Cake day: August 15th, 2023

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  • No, but here’s the lyrics:

    Forgive me for I know not what I’ve done

    I listen to slam and it’s made my brain dumb

    Trust me, this ain’t no sick, twisted joke

    Your nan saw the band name and started to choke

    But on the bright side it could’ve been so much worse

    It could have been my long sleeve of Butchered at Birth

    Oh yeah, this could have been so much worse

    It could have been the sweatshirt I bought from Aborted

    A sartorial faux pas

    A grave miscalculation of this party’s dress code

    Eyes like daggers are tearing through me

    I grabbed the first shirt I could find. I’m sorry

    I was lost

    Adrift in a sea of blackened garmеnts

    Mindlessly reaching out into the darknеss

    I was lost

    Adrift in a sea of blackened garments

    Then finally, I found one

    A shirt. From the wardrobe

    Forgive me for I know not what I’ve done

    If I would have realised, I wouldn’t have come

    Trust me, this was an honest mistake

    I’m awfully sad to have spoiled the charade

    But on the bright side it could’ve been so much worse

    It could have been my zip-up from Decrepit Birth

    Oh yeah, this could have been so much worse

    It could have been my tank top from Infant Annihilator

    I’m casting no aspersions

    But I feel like I’m a burden

    To this hollow act of vanity

    That’s driven by pure vacuity

    I’m trying to act amicably

    But the cynic deep within me screams

    That this is nothing more than some self-indulgent narcissism

    Subjected to revealing!

    What have we done to suffer this?

    Subjected to revealing!

    Nothing but egregious piss

    Hurry up and pop that balloon!

    Pop it!