Count Your Last Blessings Lyrics - Underclass Hero - Sum 41

Last call for regrets and defeat 

To finish the bottle full of empty dreams 

Punch-drunk headed straight out of line 

Another excuse with no alibi 

Hitching 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 

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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 stay 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-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 

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Now I'm my own enemy 

I don't hear you now 

Perfect Tragedy 

God bless us denial 

I'm my own enemy 

I don't hear you now 

Perfect Tragedy 

God bless us denial 

{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... 

{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