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Count The Stars Better Ways

can't work this hard for you You showed me everyday, all of the better ways Of living everyday, it's true You took it all away, all of the better ways

England they are tied They were blasted by the Silver Cloud There were blasted to the wall alive This place, this place ain't big enough For stars and stripes Counting

nigga y'all, better get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money's my thang gonna get me some Money, I'm gonna get me some Say my nigga y'all, better

not the star somebody better call the law fore I call my folks to break you off niggas and bitches thats doing the shit yeah you stupid stop all of that counting

England they are tied They were blasted by the Silver Cloud There were blasted to the wall alive This place, this place ain't Big enough for stars and stripes Counting

i see what needs to be no more cannon-fire orange, cannon-fire orange, cannon-fire orange i'm counting the days to discover the ways how the fire turns

tug of war within we talk of endlessness we cry to purge our sins atoned to rebegin, eliminate the scars fuck the sky or merely count the stars with every

'm drowning in nothing at all Make amends before you start the fight Finding out why you should sleep at night The blood will boil then solidify You better

bee How do I count all the ways that you understand Multiply the stars in the sky by the grains of sand Satisfy me, your love?s better than I ever planned