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I'm serenaded by a chorusof 1,000 burning cigarettes.You were taking chances, mamawhile I've been placing bets.So tell it to the ashesthey know we've served.It may be good for the soulbut it's hard on the nerves.The very thing that drives youcan drive you insane.I've got a head full of thought crimes and a number with no name.Got an eleventh hour Jesusand a mouth full of blame. Casket lined with silver dollars and a number with no name.Number with no name.There's no where to runI've got no one to tell.My face has become a maskand I'm not wearing it well.SongtexteFor 5 days straight I've been breathing fire.Don't have room on my body for another scar.The very thing that drives youcan drive you insane.I've got a head full of thought crimesand a number with no name.Got an eleventh hour Jesustrying to explain.Casket lined with silver dollars and a number with no name.A number with no name.1,2,3. Aus Songtexte Mania