Black Cake & Broken Strings

[Verse 1]
Fifty-three candles
Burning like a church gone wrong
Luke
You wear your years
Like a leather jacket torn
Scars on your knuckles
Stories in your crooked grin
Every line upon your face
Says
"I made it here again"
[Chorus]
Happy birthday
Luke
Raise that black cake to the roof
Let the ghosts all sing your name
While you dance in heavy boots
Happy birthday
Luke
Another crack in ancient proof
You’re the crown of every wreck
And you still walk through
[Verse 2]
Friends in dark eyeliner
Laughing in a ruined bar
You toast to bad decisions
Underneath a borrowed star
Wish lists getting weirder
But your eyes still blaze the same
You don’t chase a fading youth
You just dare it to remain
[Chorus]
Happy birthday
Luke
Raise that black cake to the roof
Let the ghosts all sing your name
While you dance in heavy boots
Happy birthday
Luke
Another crack in ancient proof
You’re the king of every mess
And you still break through
[Bridge]
So light it up
Every year
Another spark (hey!)
Sing too loud
Let it echo through the dark
Luke
You’re here
And the night leans in to stare
Make a wish
Like you never had a care
[Chorus]
Happy birthday
Luke
Raise that black cake to the roof
Let the ghosts all sing your name
While you dance in heavy boots
Happy birthday
Luke
Another crack in ancient proof
You’re the legend of this night
And we howl for you (for you)

rock, Grunge goth rock with male vocals, fuzzed-out guitars in dropped tuning, tom-heavy drums, and a grimy bass line. Verses stay brooding and half-whispered; chorus explodes with ragged shouts and big open chords. Add eerie chorus-effect leads and a low organ drone under the bridge, then end on a sharp, feedback-drenched cutoff., grunge