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Happy Birthday To You

Balloons

By Amber FiercePublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Happy Birthday To You
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Chorus:

There's no more room in this house for your balloons.

There's no more room in my heart for your excitement for your joy.

There's no more room inside.

There's no more room in this house for your balloons.

No more friends.

Trapped again.

The prison never ends.

There's no more room in this house for your balloons... but happy birthday to you.

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Verse 1:

Settle down, your too loud.

Why are you so nervous now?

If you don't cut it out, I'll scream and shout!

Why are you so nervous now?

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Chorus:

There's no more room in this house for your balloons.

There's no more room in my heart for your excitement for your joy. There's no more room inside.

There's no more room in this house for your balloons.

No more friends.

Trapped again.

The prison never ends.

There's no more room in this house for your balloons... but happy birthday to you.

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Verse 2:

That's enough

You're just too much.

The things that make you happy are ridiculous

Be quiet please just shut up.

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Chorus:

There's no more room in this house for your balloons.

There's no more room in my heart for your excitement for your joy. There's no more room inside.

There's no more room in this house for your balloons.

No more friends.

Trapped again.

The prison never ends.

There's no more room in this house for your balloons... but happy birthday to you.

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Verse 3:

Your in pain.

Walk it off like sprain.

There is no more room in my brain for your emotions taking shape.

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Chorus:

There's no more room in this house for your balloons.

There's no more room in my heart for your excitement for your joy. There's no more room inside.

There's no more room in this house for your balloons.

No more friends.

Trapped again.

The prison never ends.

There's no more room in this house for your balloons... but happy birthday to you.

Photo by Adi Goldstein on Unsplash

Outro:

There's no more room in this house for you.

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About the Creator

Amber Fierce

I'm a writer and author. My works is in the supernatural, and paranormal branches of horror fiction. I also do narrations, book reviews, travel journal, animation, a variety of poetry, and monologues. https://amber-fierce.ghost.io

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    Written by Amber Fierce