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Count for me the cost The number of tomorrow's lost Take him from the shore Just waiting for the undertow Stolen nice and slow First the body, then the blame And then the name Sinking sand between my toes I will not wait until I’m pulled below For nobody can see me For who I will be So please remind me It's not too late So please remind me Unbind me It's not too late So please remind me Come find me If it's not too late So please remind me Unbind me It's not too late So please remind me Come find me If it's not too late So please remind me If it's not too late From Letras Mania