Coward - BoySetsFire

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