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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