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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