Count Your Blessings - Gypsy

What goes around, comes around

So now I fear for your life

Cause at one time, you took mine

There will be no regard, what you holding

And it sat beside you to make

So count your blessings, all you have left

Cause this is the last time

To see what you love, before it

Count your blessings, all you have left

Cause this is the last time

To touch what you love, before it’s dripping off your skin

What goes around, comes around

So beware, the coming

There will be no remorse, for the ripping of your corpse

When the besides to make

So count your blessings, all you have left

Cause this is the last time

To see what you love, before it

Count your blessings, all you have left

Cause this is the last time

To touch what you love, before it’s dripping off your skin