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[Verse 1] I'm dark, like bitten by a shark Over her-on spot, it takes over a park That's scary, look at the monster you married You never really know someone til you're both buried Deep in debt, fights for respect Now when you both paid, about to build a second deck Goddammit You make people nervous Turn into a serpent, turn into a circus My turn, please Geti Coon King, Master of the Neegs Master of everything bush league One flight up steps and feel all fatigued Or get a new job and realize you can't read Stabbed in the back, anxiety attack This ain't the way that your buddy supposed to act Me and the wife were going to get matching tats Oh my dear, how lovable is that? Light as a feather, stiff as a dead cat, like And all the games that kids play Beat you to death cause humans do not say Nothing Look at the monster you're spooning You never really know someone til you're both ruined Covered in mud, eating patties of blood Shit happened quick like a fucking flash flood [Chorus] Off the tracks and on the mat, and oh, it's getting old [Verse 2] Sleeping with my wallet and my keys in my pocket On a pool table somewhere out in Stockton Cell phone dead, bank account empty When so-and-so was your age, she was pushing a Bentley Change rolled out, fell in the side pocket Crumpled up photos, a dead girl's locket Thigh bruises, that's a trait that your woman uses Maybe she's shooting up, or just bumping into stuff Who knows? That's the way that the river flows Search her clothes, the odometer on the car knows I'm harsh, like drowning in a marsh Or taking a Xanax then drinking some Sparks Fall apart, crumbled like Colossus The road's been messy and I haven't had galoshes Driving down a dark path then you hit an ostrich Feathers and blood Tires stuck in the mud Modest man, accept that you're a peasant Maintainer slub life really ain't pleasant Diner town, job as a hospital clown Give the kids a laugh Crying in the bath Indie flick-like, but nobody's taping There ain't no credits, there ain't no escaping Fuck it, like Asian towns in the jungle Last man standing like the first royal rumble [Chorus] Off the tracks and on the mat, and oh, it's getting old Off the tracks and on the mat, and oh, it's so old