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Artist Alexisonfire music lyrics
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Title Boiled Frogs
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Boiled Frogs by Alexisonfire
Old man sits at his desk
Waiting for retirement
Let himself over you
The question what to do is never there
The workload grows
I’m always wishing, I’m always wishing too late
For things to come my way
It always ends up the same
Count your blessings
I must be missing, I must be missing the point
Your signal fades away and all I’m left with is noise
Count your blessings on one hand
So wait up I’m not sleeping alone again tonight
There’s so much to dream about, there must be more to my life
Poor little tin man, still swinging his axe
Even though his joints are clogged with rust
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away
Safe in monotony, so safe, day after day
Count your blessings
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away
Oh it goes off the lake and I know for sure that its too late
Count your blessings on one hand
So wait up I’m not sleeping alone again tonight
There’s so much to dream about, there must be more to my life
Can’t help but feel betrayed, punch the clock every single day
There’s no royalty and no remorse
You spoke for present check
That makes me fucking sick
He sick of, he can’t say no
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (times 5234634765)
So wait up I’m not sleeping alone again tonight
There’s so much to dream about, there must be more to my life
So wait up
So wait up I’m not sleeping alone again tonight
Between the light and shallow waves is where I’m going to die
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
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