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