Counting Backwards


Counting backwards I count you in
I don't remember him
I don't remember

In time I rope you in again
I try and turn you back through him
I built a tower in my bones
I spill the mortar through my home

Don't let your heartbeat beat keep you safe
No telling what keeps me awake
One hundred fingerprints I hear
A hundred linger in my ear

Measure fortune killing time


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