Count Down the Days - Mr. Strange

I don’t know if I can let it go

I don’t know if I can let it go

I don’t know if my fear shows

I don’t know.

Your next breath is one less

The clock’s ticking and the reaper’s watching

All I know for sure is my death

Every success succumbs to this stress

Alone.

There’s a place without pleasure, all alone

A lonely.

.death

It’s death,(oh yes.)

A universal test that none can best

Count down the days

Count down the days

(Count down the days)

One more roll of the dice

Snake eyes would be no surprise

We dance to the game of chance

The ugly, the pretty, it’s all just fifty-fifty

Alone.

There’s a place without pleasure, all alone

A lonely.

.death

It’s death,(oh yes…)

A universal test that none can best

Count down…

Count down the days

(Count down the days)

Count down.

Count down the days

Morbid fascination draws us

Count down…

Count down the days

(Count down the days)

Count down.

Count down the days

Morbid fascination draws us

Count down…

Count down the days

(Count down the days.)