Drowning by Numbers Lyrics – Boris

One, two, three, four, five…
Same repetition
Always the same
Looks as if it was making sense

Perfect combination
Counting, drowning
One, two, three, four, five…
Lucky, unlucky

I’m possessed and obsessed with the fate
Dressed by their implications
Willingly I’m chained with the figures
Counting, drowning

Counting, drowning, coming
Counting, drowning
Counting, drowning, coming
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten…

Same repetition
Always the same
Your combinations
My combinations
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Boris Lyrics – Drowning by Numbers

Boris

Drowning by Numbers