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Count Your Last Blessings

Sum 41

1. Last call for regret and defeat
   To finish the bottle full of empty dreams
   Punch strong head that was straight out of line
   Another excuse with no alibi
   Hitchin 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!

R: Misery's best friend
   A bag full of regrets and I'm coming clean
   So feel it
   Especially the rejects
   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

2. My hands are tied
   And nailed to the cross
   I'm looking for all the composure I lost
   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

R: Misery's best friend...

   My own enemy
   I don't hear you now
   Perfect tragedy
   God bless us denial
   (2x)

R: Misery's best friend... (2x)


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