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I'm serenaded by a chorus
Of a thousand burning cigarettes
You've been taking chances mama
While I've been placing bets
So tell it to the ashes
They know we served
It may be good for the soul
But it's hard on the nerves
The very thing that drives you
Can drive you insane
Got a head full of thought crimes
And a number with no name
Got an eleventh hour Jesus
And a mouth full of blame
A casket lined with silver dollars
And a number with no name
There's nowhere to run
I've got no one to tell
My face has become a mask
And I'm not wearing it well
For five days straight
I've been breathing fire
Don't have room on my body
For another scar
The very thing that drives you
Can drive you insane
Got a head full of thought crimes
And a number with no name
Got an eleventh hour Jesus
Trying to explain
A casket lined with silver dollars
And a number with no name
Writer(s): Jordan Richardson, Jesse Ingalls, Jason Mozersky, Ben Harper
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