Widowpaw - Counting Heads
This one looks good to me
Light as a feather
Stiff as a board
We just can't stop laughing
Hacking and laughing
This one smacks his lips
That one talks too much
This girl leaves the door unlocked
That guy has blood on his hands
I think this waiting for a ride to come
Second time I saw you
You turned on the light
I don't want to smell you dude
Don't like to see you here
Did you bring me a tissue
Because we all fall down
Ready and steady go
It was too late
I'm always the same
Te amo por libre
Now I've got reasons to believe
You've got something up your sleeve
Written by:
Sean Sapp
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