Luca Brasi Count Me Out song lyrics

You said "don't worry about a single thing"

Said "I'm not worried about anything"

Make a mess of myself as I mumble

The words fall out

Just so worried about everything

If this is all we're gonna be

I have developed a taste for defeat

I got half a mind

(I got half a mind)

Tearing this thing from the floor its like nailed down

to tear it out

to make a sound

to feel alive

if only one last time

if this is all we're gonna be

(if this is all we're gonna be)

I have developed a taste for defeat

(if this is all we're gonna be)

then count me out

(if this is all we're gonna be)

then count me out

(If this is all we're gonna be)

if this is all we're gonna be

(if this is all we're gonna be)

I have developed a taste for defeat. x4