Songtexte Counting Cards - Live from Athens Georgia - Rainbow Kitten Surprise
                                                Picture 
                                                me 
                                                counting 
                                                cards, 
                                                dear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pick 
                                                any 
                                                kind 
                                                you 
                                                like
 
                                    
                                
                                                Picture 
                                                them 
                                                colored 
                                                red, 
                                                dear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Black 
                                                will 
                                                hold 
                                                back 
                                                the 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                stars 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                eyes 
                                                are 
                                                just 
                                                diamonds, 
                                                broke
 
                                    
                                
                                                Jokes 
                                                we 
                                                tell 
                                                to 
                                                laugh, 
                                                dear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Laugh 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                back 
                                                the 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pain 
                                                is 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                mind, 
                                                dear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stars 
                                                are 
                                                much 
                                                the 
                                                same
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gone 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                takes 
                                                the 
                                                light 
                                                to 
                                                reach
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                time 
                                                you'll 
                                                find 
                                                we're 
                                                blind 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                things
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                believe
 
                                    
                                
                                                Picture 
                                                us 
                                                out 
                                                in 
                                                Vegas
 
                                    
                                
                                                Counting 
                                                bills 
                                                before 
                                                    a 
                                                show
 
                                    
                                
                                                Spending 
                                                'em 
                                                from 
                                                New 
                                                Orleans
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                we 
                                                spent 
                                                the 
                                                week 
                                                before
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                stars 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                the 
                                                lights 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                flash
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pictures 
                                                of 
                                                us 
                                                in 
                                                black, 
                                                dear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Rolling 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                red
 
                                    
                                
                                                Carpets 
                                                laid 
                                                on 
                                                concrete
 
                                    
                                
                                                Counting 
                                                billboards 
                                                where 
                                                we've 
                                                read
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                the 
                                                stars 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                minds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shine 
                                                bright 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dark
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                diamonds, 
                                                diamonds
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                hearts 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                cards 
                                                and 
                                                our 
                                                silver 
                                                strung 
                                                guitars 
                                                say
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                call, 
                                                hear 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                come 
                                                in 
                                                late
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                wide 
                                                awake, 
                                                "I'm 
                                                sorry" 
                                                is 
                                                not 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                sorry 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                enough 
                                                to 
                                                stay
 
                                    
                                
                                                Faded 
                                                by, 
                                                in 
                                                time 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                bed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Am 
                                                    I 
                                                that 
                                                lever 
                                                you 
                                                take
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                lever 
                                                you 
                                                hold?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Faded 
                                                by, 
                                                in 
                                                time 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                head
 
                                    
                                
                                                Am 
                                                    I 
                                                that 
                                                levy 
                                                you 
                                                break
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                levy 
                                                you 
                                                hold?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Paint 
                                                me 
                                                red, 
                                                paint 
                                                me 
                                                red
 
                                    
                                
                                                Picture 
                                                that, 
                                                picture 
                                                that
 
                                    
                                
                                                Picture 
                                                us 
                                                and 
                                                God 
                                                shaking 
                                                hands 
                                                just 
                                                because 
                                                we 
                                                can
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                DMC 
                                                we 
                                                run 
                                                this 
                                                shit
 
                                    
                                
                                                Run 
                                                DMC 
                                                what's 
                                                tricky 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                we 
                                                got
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watch 
                                                me 
                                                murder 
                                                this
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watch 
                                                me 
                                                murder 
                                                this
 
                                    
                                
                                                Planes 
                                                fly 
                                                due 
                                                west, 
                                                and 
                                                plain 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                view
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                the 
                                                blame 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                fault 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                stars
 
                                    
                                
                                                Counting 
                                                cards 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dark
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                sit 
                                                and 
                                                talk, 
                                                bleeding 
                                                it 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                Believing 
                                                that 
                                                all 
                                                our 
                                                stars 
                                                are 
                                                just 
                                                diamonds
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                hearts 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                cards 
                                                and 
                                                our 
                                                silver 
                                                strung 
                                                guitars 
                                                say
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                call, 
                                                hear 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                come 
                                                in 
                                                late
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                wide 
                                                awake, 
                                                "I'm 
                                                sorry" 
                                                is 
                                                not 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                sorry 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                enough 
                                                to 
                                                stay
 
                                    
                                
                                                Faded 
                                                by, 
                                                in 
                                                time 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                bed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Am 
                                                    I 
                                                that 
                                                lever 
                                                you 
                                                take, 
                                                that 
                                                lever 
                                                you 
                                                hold?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Faded 
                                                by, 
                                                in 
                                                time 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                head
 
                                    
                                
                                                Am 
                                                    I 
                                                that 
                                                levy 
                                                you 
                                                break, 
                                                that 
                                                levy 
                                                you 
                                                hold?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Picture 
                                                me 
                                                counting 
                                                cards, 
                                                dear, 
                                                picture 
                                                me 
                                                counting 
                                                cards
 
                                    
                                
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