歌曲：

Count Your Last Blessings

歌手：Sum 41

Sum 41 Count Your Last Blessings 歌词
Count Your Last Blessings
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
My own enemy
I don''''t hear you now
Perfect tragedy
God bless us denial
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
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