Stillnumb.

Count the money Count the soul You see that eye You see that hoe Don't wanna stop I cannot stop You wanna see me fall You best believe i took a drop You want it You want it You took your half glass right up and took it right to the curb It's hard for me to leave It took me twice as long I wrote my feelings and I bet you could not name a song Super Soulless You think you got it going You can't even tell it right Tell it right Tell it right Yeah You're not the type Not your wish You can't have it right You're not the one on top You think you got it all You got a bridge to burn Baby you deserve to fall Another cell Another soul is speaking Your trip to hell is soon to come Just you see it's creepin' (Just you see it's creepin', creepin', creepin') (I cant, I don't like the sound of goodbyes w you)