Luyện nghe bài hát Birthday Dethday

Many years ago today something
of your mother...
That was you

YOU

YOU YOU YOU YOU

Did she did she cry
Only those are born are the ones that
Get to die

One more year to dying
Rotting organs ripping
Biological
Birthday equals abhorrence

Years passing aging always
Mutate into vapid
Doctor gives a new
Bullet in a gun

One more closer to dying
Plastic surgeons fuel the
You forget why you in here
mind rots with every New Year

RSVP
For the DETH of
You have time
And running out of life

Birthday
You're die

Now you're old and full of
Take a pill to
Children point to you and
Because will become that thing

One year of further suffering
There's no point of fucking
up your DETHDAY present
It's a box of fucking

RSVP
For the of thee
You have time
And running out of life

DIE DIE



DIE DIE

RSVP
For the of thee
You have time
And you're out of life

Birthday
You're die