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I knew when I saw you on the side of the road
Panting like a dog, tongue like a toad
Life was going to go and get a little more tough
Might as well go and rub your face in the mud
Roll it around
Slip between your fingers while youâre holding it down
Gotta keep going, canât look back
I think about the champion trailing last
I think about his title, and how itâd fell to be mine
Then I cross the finish line
Roll it around
Slip between your fingers while youâre holding it down
Someone get that homeless man a golden crown
And roll it around, roll it around
Everything I know is catching up to me
Had a few too many and Iâm bubbling
Panting like a dog, Iâm almost done
Might as well go and rub my face in the mud
Woe, we go, may the path be shameless
Hit me, I donât even know what your name is
I can take it, Iâve been stung
Iâll be home before the Hangman comes
Iâll be home before the Hangman is here
The Devil and I are going to drink a beer
Iâm riding on empty, but Iâm moving up fast
And by the time Iâm done youâll all be kissing my ass