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

She's got no soul, heart black as
She's Hollywood, Forever 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 rest for the of the dead
There's just no for the queen...

trick to treat her with candy apple dreams
Gonna rot her cause I'm so sweet
One lick to them all
They crumble as they

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

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

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

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

She's my graveyard
my...

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

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