Sum 41 - Count Your Last Blessings Lyrics


Last Call For Regrets And Defeat
to Finish The Bottle Full Of Empty Dreams
punch - Drunk Head And 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!

i`m Misery`s Best Friend
dead Beat On A Dead-end
a Bag Full Of Regrets And I`m Coming Clean
the Self-elect Resident Reject
a Bad Habit
don`t Forget That You Better
count Your Last Blessings
i Fell Off The Wagon
i`m Chasing Six Feet
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

i`m Misery`s Best Friend
dead Beat On A Dead-end
a Bag Full Of Regrets And I`m Coming Clean
the Self-elict Resident Reject
a Bad Habit
don`t Forget That You Better
count Your Last Blessings
i Fell Off The Wagon
i`m Chasing Six Feet
and Now I`m Running Out Of Time

now I`m My Own Enemy
i Don`t Hear You Now
perfect Tragedy
god Bless Us Denial
[x2]

i`m Misery`s Best Friend
dead Beat On A Dead-end
a Bag Full Of Regrets And I`m Coming Clean
the Self-elict Resident Reject
a Bad Habit
don`t Forget That You Better
count Your Last Blessings
i Fell Off The Wagon
i`m Chasing Six Feet
and Now I`m Running Out Of Time
[x2]

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