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Count Your Last Blessings

Sum 41

Last call for regret and defeat
To finish the bottle full of empty dreams
Punch drunk head that was straight out of line
Another excuse with no alibi
Hitching on the road of decline
With no name streets and no vital signs

I pissed away the best of me and

No one can help me!



Misery's best friend

Can't be a dead-end

A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean

So feel it

Especially the rejects

A bad habit

Don't forget it you better

Count your last blessings

And fill up the wagon

Chases this fee

And now I'm running out of time



My hands are tied

And nailed to the cross

I'm looking for all the composure I lost

I'm petulant with a bad attitude

A poster-child vision of wasted youth

I dodged the book and found the key

I can't say the same for dignity

I pissed away the best of me and

No one can help me



Misery's best friend

Can't be a dead-end

A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean

So feel it

Especially the rejects

A bad habit

Don't forget it you better

Count your last blessings

And fill up the wagon

Chases this fee

And now I'm running out of time



My own enemy

I don't hear you now

Perfect tragedy

God bless us, denial

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Misery's best friend

Can't be a dead-end

A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean

So feel it

Especially the rejects

A bad habit

Don't forget it you better

Count your last blessings

And fill up the wagon

Chases this fee

And now I'm running out of time

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Artista: Sum 41



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