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Count Your Blessings
01. Pray for Plagues
02. Tell Slater Not to Wash His Dick
03. Braille (For Stevie Wonder's Eyes Only)
04. A Lot Like Vegas
05. Black & Blue
06. Slow Dance
07. Liquor & Love Lost
08. (I Used to Make Out With) Medusa
09. Fifteen Fathoms, Counting
10. Off the Heezay
Fly

She starts her new diet of liquor and dick
Just like Hollywood but laced in sick
The sun goes down and so does she
The sun goes down and so does she
Sold out the love that she had with the cut of a throat
Drinks all 'round on her before she strolls to the moat
The sun goes down and so does she
The sun goes down and so does she

Oh

Cry

Count your fucking blessings
Come on

Count your blessings, 'cause I'm counting every lie
Count your blessings, 'cause I'm counting every lie
Counting every lie
Christ, I'm asking you for just one thing
I'm asking you for just one thing

Eradicate this disease

Close your eyes
Pray for plagues
Oh, Lord, cleanse this earth
And bring upon our doomsday
Oh, close your eyes
Pray for plagues
Cleanse this earth
And bring doomsday

Ah, she starts her new diet of liquor and dick
Just like Hollywood but laced in sick
The sun goes down and so does she
The sun goes down and so does she

So clap your hands to the sound
Of every firstborn dying now
Watch the rivers flow with blood
Death will stand where life once stood

So clap your hands to the sound
Of every firstborn dying now
Watch the rivers turn to blood
Death will stand where life once stood
So clap your hands to the sound
Of every firstborn dying now
Watch the rivers turn to blood
Death will stand where life once stood

Close your eyes
Pray for plagues
Cleanse this earth
Bring our doomsday

Cum on my face