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"

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

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

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

She's got a in stock, made of hemlock
absinthe as a lip gloss
Death hawk, fresh New
use your corpse as a catwalk

She loves me cause I to give head 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 believe the hype
Cause if she's got a pulse, she's not my type.

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

She's my baby
my...

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

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