Lone Star for breakfast
Whatever I can scavenge for lunch
Maybe dinner at Street's house
Third time this month
You get the hell you deserve
Two-A-Days in the heat
And I puked through my mask
And the smell never fucking leaves
Coach tells me to go take a knee
So I go take a knee

Well I’ve been doing pushups
'Cause I'm gonna beat back these demons
Lay awake late, and I stare up at the stains on my ceiling
Doing pushups
’Cause I'm gonna beat back these demons

Billy's working the late shift
They cut the power again
I walked down to the corner store with our EBT
As unseen as I can
I pity the next poor son of a bitch
That has to get to the edge
Guard the flat on the fullback pitch
I'm gonna lower my head
Make him pay for the places I've been
Well I've been doing pushups
'Cause I'm gonna beat back these demons
Lay awake late, and I stare up at the stains on my ceiling
Doing pushups
’Cause I’m gonna beat back these demons
Beat back these demons
Beat back these demons