The New Black

Well I'd rather be a dead man walking than a live man sitting in an office
Just to hide out from the wife at home
Butt dude M.O
God rest his soul
And oh when I was just a kid oh my friend had a gator
And he got about as big as its little tank allowed him to grow
I guess it's just
The way shit goes

The wager's on the table
Contemplate it
Reign in the new black
But what can you show for it?

Cuz I'ma need a bit more of those pills crushed up in dollar bills
And a shot of penicillin I was bitten 'bout an hour ago
I'm too damn young
To feel this old
And oh when I would swear at mother
There's a big mother fucker named my father
Who was coming for ya wait for him until he got home
Through the window
The scene unfolds

Promises hard to break
It's complicated
Reign in the new black
But what can you show for it?
Cuz I'ma need a bit more

Cuz I'ma need a bit more
Cuz I'ma need a bit more



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Foy
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