Lyrics Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums - A Perfect Circle

Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums

Don’t fret precious I’m here, step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don’t give a fuck about you, like I do.
Count the bodies like sheep
Count the bodies like sheep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Count the bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go to sleep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
I’ll be the one to protect you
from your enemies and all your demons
I’ll be the one to protect you
from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I’ll be the one to protect you
from your enemies and your choices son
They’re one in the same, I must isolate you,
Isolate and save you from yourself,