Luyện nghe bài hát Not My Type: Dead As Fuck 2 [Explicit]

She's got no soul, heart as coal
She's from Hollywood, dug her out of a hole
And here we go again, me in her web
She said "there's no rest for the queen of the dead"

There's just no for the queen of the dead
just no rest for the queen...

Another trick to treat her with candy dreams
Gonna rot her teeth cause I'm so
One to rule them all
They crumble as crawl

She loves me I like to give head like a zombie
(I) eat, eat, eat
till her are on me
She loves me I give head like a zombie
(I) eat, eat, eat
and nobody's stop me
And in the glow of the moonlight
She goes for a spin on my hayride
Tried out the living but I believe the hype
if she's got a pulse, then she's not my type.

She's got a temper in stock, made of
Uses as a lip gloss
Death hawk, New Rock's
use your corpse as a catwalk

She me cause I like to give head like a zombie
(I) eat, eat, eat
her insides are on me
She loves me I give head like a zombie
(I) eat, eat, eat
and nobody's stop me
And in the glow of the pale
She for a spin on my haunted hayride
Tried out the living but I don't believe the
if she's got a pulse, then she's not my type.

She'll use corpse as a catwalk
Plays or dare in the mirror
Uses absinthe as a lip
Undead, but shed a tear

She's my baby
my...

She me cause I like to give head like a zombie
(I) eat, eat, eat
till her are on me
She loves me cause I give head a zombie
(I) eat, eat, eat
and gonna stop me
And in the of the pale moonlight
She for a spin on my haunted hayride
out the living but I don't believe the hype
Cause if she's got a pulse, then not my type.

If she's got a pulse, then not my type.