Lyrics:
Let it break you
Let it help you lay down what you held onto
Let it break you
You can count on me, I can count on you
To help you lay down what you
turned around
Body count...feeling hot
Body count...Vietnam
It's not the game..well, it's a scar
And they won't let you wear your khakis
And your Izods
When I'm worried and I can't sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
don't give a fuck about you like I do
Count lies like sheep, like sheep, like sheep, like sheep, like sheep, like sheep
Count lies like sheeps, like
Yo
Yo, ha-ha
Yo, Lil South
Whoa, yeah-yeah-yeah
Wake up in the morning gotta count my cash
Wake up in the morning gotta count my cash
Wake up
I wish I could count on you
I wish I could count on you, oh baby
I can't stand it
Fussing and fighting all day long
Tossing and turning
I'm bleeding out
Say if the last thing that I do
Is bring you down
I'll bleed out for you
So I bear my skin
And I count my sins
And I close my
again
But it's easier to awake from a dream and cry than to walk away and say goodbye
(To count the years since we've met so long our lips have been
the way you looked at me
Just to see you smile
I'd do anything
That you wanted me to
When all is said and done
I'd never count the cost
It's worth
I can see you're lost in the dark
feels like you can't take anymore
but it ain't over
you can count on my love
you can count on my love
count on my
I know not to count on you, you
I know not to count on you
But if you plan to fall through
Well, I know just what to do
I know not to count
I can't count on it
Can't count on you
Can't count on that
Can't count on me
Can't count on you
Can't count on me
Can't count on that
Can't
Said ooh, that's a lot, lot
Yeah, look at them bands, that's a lot, lot
Like, ooh, we don't stop, stop
Yeah, count it up, that's a lot, lot
Like,
you crying and I want to kill your friends
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet
It's obvious
Just count me in
the same (oh, oh)
You know what goes up must come down (oh, oh)
Change is a thing you can count on (oh, oh)
I feel so much younger now (oh, oh)
Feels
people
Who mean so much to me
And for so many years have made me
So very happy
And I count the times I have forgotten to say
Thank you, and just how
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money
You better count your money (Ghetto Cowboy)
pagisipan
Sampung beses sampung beses (sampung beses)
Sampung beses sampung beses (sampung beses)
Count to one
Count to two
Count to three
Count to four
Sit there and count your fingers
What can you do
Old girl you're through
Sit there, count your little fingers
Unhappy little girl blue.
Sit
control now
I don?t know why I wait
You?re always calling me
Tonight
I will take my cross
Tonight
I will count the cost
Tonight
I realize
Hide your heart from sight,
Lock your dreams at night,
It could happen to you.
Don't count stars
Or you might stumble,
Someone drops a sigh
love me
I know you care
But while I'm hurting I just need to know your there
Watching over me and I feel your telling me
Count it all joy and always
Count it, count it, Wake up then I count it
Count it count it ,Wake up then I count it
Count it count it, I tell my bitches count it
Count it count
While they dance
How she holds him
Pulls him close
And loves him so
While he dreams of another
And counts the days
Until he lets her go
Same
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