Coward

(álbum: BoySetsFire - 2015)

The rise of power through fake crises
The cry of weakness and alarm
You're nothing more than a coward
Preaching paranoid self harm

Further reaching down

Here it comes once again
You'd be better off dead
Your martyr complex knows one song
And you've been singing it for so fucking long

The rise of power through fake crises
The cry of weakness and alarm
You're nothing more than a coward
Preaching paranoid self harm

Further reaching down
Reaching down

Prefab alarmist high on brimstone
Cheap masochistic mock defeat
Delusion gathered in their Sunday best
And chained securely to deceit

Further reaching down
Reaching down
Further reaching down
Reaching down

It's obvious what you came here for
Fake fucking tears and empathy
For a victimized make over
From your lonely power seat

You're nothing more than a coward
You're nothing more than a coward
You're nothing more than a coward
You're nothing more than a coward

Further reaching down
Reaching down
Further reaching down