🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Birthday Dethday - Dethklok

 Birthday Dethday
 
 Many  ago today
  grew inside of your
 Mother...
 That  was you
 
 YOU
 
 YOU YOU  YOU
 
 Did she  did she cry
 Only those  are born
 Are the  that
 Get to 
 
 One  year closer to dying
 Rotting organs ripping 
 Biological discordance
 Birthday equals self 
 
  keep passing aging always
  into vapid slugs
 Doctor gives a  prescription
  in a fucking gun
 
 One  year closer to dying
 Plastic  fuel the lying
 You  why you came in here
 Your mind rots with every New 
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For the  of thee
 You  little time
 And you're  out of life
 
 Happy Birthday
 You're  die
 
 Now you're old  full of hatred
 Take a pill to 
 Children point  you and scream
 Because they will become that 
 
 One more  of further suffering
  no point in fucking bluffing
 Open up your  present
  a box of fucking nothing
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For the DETH of 
 You have  time
 And you're running out  life
 
 Happy Birthday
  gonna die
 
 DIE DIE
 DETHDAY
 BIRTHDAY
 DETHDAY
 DIE DIE
 DETHDAY
 BIRTHDAY
 DETHDAY
 
 RSVP PLEASE
 For the DETH  thee
 You  little time
 And you're running  of life
 
 Happy Birthday
 You're gonna