Ten Second Epic - Count Yourself In Lyrics
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Count Yourself In
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What Are The Lyrics For Count Yourself In By Ten Second Epic?
Beyond the common grind
From nine to five the dead end jobs we find We try to hide We struggle through the means to meet the end Please tell me that this life isn't permanent We don't care enough (We don't care enough) Look who's pulled it off Look what get's me off Gets me through the in sober days You don't deserve to be unnoticed You don't deserve to be treated like that (We don't deserve to be unnoticed) Days and weeks go by And seasons change The scenery gets old It stays the same There's nothing in this town But you and I So baby pack your bags we leave tonight 'Cause we don't care enough (We don't care enough) Look who's pulled it off Look what get's me off Gets me through the in sober days You don't deserve to be unnoticed You don't deserve to be treated like that We don't deserve to be unnoticed So where'd it go? You don't deserve to be unnoticed You don't deserve to be treated like that We don't deserve to be unnoticed So where'd it go? So spend our nights awake Rest every small town along the way Here's to bad times They were the best times Give up the good times And we'll survive 'Cause we don't care enough (We don't care enough) Look who's pulled it off Look what get's me off Gets me through the in sober days You don't deserve to be unnoticed You don't deserve to be treated like that We don't deserve to be unnoticed So where'd it go |
Who Wrote Count Yourself In By Ten Second Epic?
Andrew Usenik, Craig Spelliscy, Daniel Carriere, Patrick Birtles, Sandy Mackinnon
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What's The Duration Of The Count Yourself In By Ten Second Epic?The duration of Count Yourself In is 3:21 minutes and seconds. |
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