Volbeat - Still Counting
Counting all the assholes in the room
Well I'm definitely not alone, well I'm not alone
You're a liar, you're a cheater, you're fool
Well that's just like me yoohoo and I know you too
Mr. Perfect don't exist my little friend
And I tell you it all again, and I do it again
Counting all the assholes in the room, well I'm
definitely not alone, well I'm not alone
Look deep into yourself before you blame all others
for betrayal, for betrayal
I promise, so easy to say, and easy you failed,
and you do it again
Well the music seems to cover
And the liquid do the colours
Well I turn my back and
go for all the better things in order
Well maybe you think your lie is safe
But I read you like a letter, yeah like a letter
Your charm do not evens the pain
It feeds me with rage, and you do it again
Well the music seems to cover
And the liquid do the colours
Well I turn my back and
go for all the better things in order
Well the music seems to cover
And the liquid do the colours
Well I turn my back and
go for all the better things in order
And a gangster keeps on telling
that he's got a song that matters
So I flip a coin towards him
Thank you very much for listening
Counting all the assholes in the room
Well I'm definitely not alone, well I'm not alone
You're a liar, you're a cheater, you're fool
Well that's just like me yoohoo and I know you too
Mr. Perfect don't exist my little friend
And I tell you it all again, and I do it again
Counting all the assholes in the room, well I'm
definitely not alone, well I'm not alone
Look deep into yourself before you blame all others
for betrayal, for betrayal
I promise, so easy to say, and easy you failed,
and you do it again
Well the music seems to cover
And the liquid do the colours
Well I turn my back and
go for all the better things in order
Well maybe you think your lie is safe
But I read you like a letter, yeah like a letter
Your charm do not evens the pain
It feeds me with rage, and you do it again
Well the music seems to cover
And the liquid do the colours
Well I turn my back and
go for all the better things in order
Well the music seems to cover
And the liquid do the colours
Well I turn my back and
go for all the better things in order
And a gangster keeps on telling
that he's got a song that matters
So I flip a coin towards him
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