🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Birthday Dethday - Dethklok

 Birthday Dethday
 
 Many  ago today
 Something grew  of your
 Mother...
 That thing  you
 
 YOU
 
 YOU  YOU YOU
 
 Did she scream did  cry
  those that are born
 Are  ones that
 Get to 
 
  more year closer to dying
 Rotting  ripping grinding
 Biological discordance
 Birthday equals  abhorrence
 
 Years keep passing aging 
 Mutate into vapid 
 Doctor  a new prescription
 Bullet  a fucking gun
 
  more year closer to dying
 Plastic surgeons  the lying
 You forget why you came in 
 Your mind  with every New Year
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For  DETH of thee
 You  little time
 And you're  out of life
 
 Happy Birthday
 You're gonna 
 
 Now you're old and full  hatred
  a pill to masturbate
 Children point to you  scream
 Because they will  that thing
 
 One more year of further 
 There's no point in fucking 
  up your DETHDAY present
  a box of fucking nothing
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For  DETH of thee
 You  little time
 And  running out of life
 
 Happy Birthday
 You're  die
 
 DIE DIE
 DETHDAY
 BIRTHDAY
 DETHDAY
 DIE DIE
 DETHDAY
 BIRTHDAY
 DETHDAY
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For the DETH  thee
 You have little 
 And you're running out of 
 
 Happy Birthday
 You're  die