Good Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit

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You better watch yourself this time
On your waiting in a long line
Of kicking off a slow crime

I guess the devil wouldn't have you
But you're used to what you're used to
You always seem to somehow
Make it through

I know I let myself go
But I try to let you know
But it's hard to be alone

I know I never took my own advice
Chased a couple rollin' dice
Somewhere I don't belong

And I can't make myself be good
I wish I could
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
I can't make myself do right
On Friday night
When all these shadows, they get bigger and bigger in the light

Another night, another rope burn
Well, I guess that it was my turn
To wash a little pain down