Luyện nghe bài hát Birthday Dethday

Many ago today something grew
inside of mother...
That was you

YOU

YOU YOU YOU YOU

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

One more year closer to
Rotting organs ripping
discordance
Birthday equals self

Years keep passing aging
Mutate into vapid
gives a new perscription
Bullet in a gun

One more year closer to
Plastic fuel the lying
You forget why you in here
Your mind with every New Year

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

Birthday
You're die

Now old and full of hatred
Take a pill to
point to you and scream
Because they will become thing

One year of further suffering
There's no point of fucking
Open up your present
It's a box of nothing

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

DIE DIE



DIE DIE

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

Happy
You're die