🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Birthday Dethday - Dethklok

 Birthday Dethday
 
 Many years  today
 Something grew inside of 
 Mother...
 That thing was 
 
 YOU
 
 YOU YOU  YOU
 
 Did she  did she cry
 Only those  are born
 Are  ones that
 Get to 
 
 One more year  to dying
 Rotting organs  grinding
 Biological discordance
 Birthday  self abhorrence
 
 Years keep passing  always
 Mutate into  slugs
 Doctor gives  new prescription
  in a fucking gun
 
 One more year  to dying
 Plastic surgeons  the lying
  forget why you came in here
 Your mind rots  every New Year
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For the DETH  thee
 You  little time
 And you're running  of life
 
 Happy Birthday
  gonna die
 
 Now you're  and full of hatred
 Take a  to masturbate
 Children point  you and scream
 Because they  become that thing
 
 One  year of further suffering
 There's no point  fucking bluffing
 Open up your DETHDAY 
 It's a  of fucking nothing
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For the DETH of 
 You have  time
  you're running out of life
 
 Happy Birthday
 You're  die
 
 DIE DIE
 DETHDAY
 BIRTHDAY
 DETHDAY
 DIE DIE
 DETHDAY
 BIRTHDAY
 DETHDAY
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For the  of thee
 You have  time
 And you're running out  life
 
 Happy Birthday
 You're  die