Well it's one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine Count down the times I tried make you mine Cryin' out - Count down the times I tried to
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Injection fellas
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Boy! Oh, killing softly and I'm still falling Still the one I need, I just wanna be with you Oh, you got me open, don't ever let me go Say you0ll roll
Watching blood stained windows He must just love the pain See the children crying His mother's died again Dig her grave much deeper The fatal price she
Ten whenever you really love me Nine for all the time you're thinking of me Eight life is great you are all I'm living for This is my countdown to love
Countdown unless you're juvenile, let's go God bless you're amiss somewhere We're sick for the big sun It doesn't matter what you did and if you did like
I'm waiting on the countdown Sitting in the shade Things about to turn around How the madness fades Oh, I've been waiting on the countdown Things about
You were right and I don't want to be here if you're gonna be there Was that supposed to happen? I'll hold tight I'll remember to smile though it has
Ladies and gentlemen, in this corner weighing in at 131 pounds I'm sorry, correction, 126 pounds It's the girl that broke my heart, isn't she lovely folks
Born from the dark In the black cloak of night To envelop its prey below Deliver to the light To eliminate your enemy Hit them in their sleep And when
Endangered species, caged in fright Shot in cold blood, no chance to fight The stage is set, now pay the price And ego boost, don't think twice Technology
Madness comes, madness goes An insane place with insane moves Battles without for battles within Where evil lives and evil rules Breakin' them up just
Rise so high, yet so far to fall A plan of dignity and balance for all Political breakthrough, euphoria's high More borrowed money, more borrowed time
Do it if you dare, leaping from the sky Hurling through the air, exhilarating high See the earth below, soon to make a crater Blue sky, black death, I
Assassin in stealth Assailant from hell Impervious to damage Computer on board Engaged in a war Non stop combatant Maybe not a mutant, maybe a man Part
People have round shoulders from fairing heavy loads And the soldiers liberate them, laying mines along their roads Sorrow paid for valor is too much
I had wrists donning slits flowing constantly My broken body in a wreck, I'm wrapped around a tree A crosswalk hit and run, the finish line for me People