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Bullets hit bones like hurricanes hit homes
I drink the milk of madness...it leaves me lost and all alone
Born to ramble and bound to roam
Always seeking answers in a question mark storm
Stricken by lightning
Some fools never learn to slow down or stop
Because one is too many and one thousand's not enough

Running on empty and ridin on e...I'm a slave to my sins and i used to be free
Subtracting and dividing until everything is gone
I'm broke,bent,and beaten...still singing that sad song
Now the wrong seems right and the right seems wrong
Somebody just made that 911 call
Waking up in a cell feeling ragged and rough
Because one is too many and one thousand's not enough

Out of control like a rodeo rider
I slide on thin ice...small cracks gettin wider
my heartbeat stops and my blood goes cold
If I live another day this story's gettin told
Now I fold like a napkin because my soul got sold
Trading love and happiness for the garbage I called gold.
In dark desperation I cry out to God...and I hope that He's home
He hears every word and he knows life is tough
Because one is too many and one thousand is never enough

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