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This road home ain't the one I know Driving too long and it's five below The man looking back at me ain't my reflection Cards being dealt in the ten inch strip There's a cut off hand walking over my head The light in the rearview mirror's my mind's projection I got high, it's in my head You can blame it on the 37 hours since I hit my bed I'm chasing trouble I paid the man Mixin' little white lines with the road signs once again Eyesight starts slipping Now I'm the man It's snowing on the desert Here I am, once again I'm chasing troublе Well I got home at a quarter to four Draggеd myself through the living room door Red sun rose and it straightened my perception I got high, it's in my head You can blame it on the fact that I was almost dead SongtexteI'm chasing trouble I paid the man Mixin' little white lines with the road signs once again Eyesight starts slipping Now I'm the man It's snowing on the desert Here I am, once again I'm chasing trouble I'm chasing trouble 'Cause I got high, a new direction When I saw the Devil through my mind's projection Aus Songtexte Mania