A Perfect Circle - Count Bodies Like Sheeps to the Rhytm of the War Drums | Текст песни

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• A Perfect Circle
• Count Bodies Like Sheeps to the Rhytm of the War Drums

Don't fret precious I'm here
Step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth
And choice and other poison devils.
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.

Count bodies like sheeps
Count the bodies like sheeps

Count bodies like sheeps to the rhythm of the war drums
Count bodies like sheeps

Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep (Count bodies like sheeps to the rhythm of the war drums)
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep (Count bodies like sheeps to the rhythm of the war drums)
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep (Count bodies like sheeps to the rhythm of the war drums)
Go back to sleep

Go to sleep [x14]

Go back to sleep (Oh!)
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep (Count bodies like sheeps to the rhythm of the war drums)
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep (Oh! Count bodies like sheeps...)
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep (Count bodies like sheeps to the rhythm of the war drums)
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep (Count bodies like sheeps to the rhythm of the war drums)
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep (Count bodies like sheeps to the rhythm of the war drums)
Go back to sleep