The Coward
Mike Howe, Kurdt Vanderhoof
I think, you’ve lost
Another bit of your mind
I see, your lies
Some kind of contract you’ve signed
I can’t tell, if you want
Another day in hiding
And just like all cowards, you run away
And so the coward runs away
There is no fight another day
The knife, you see
That’s sticking out of my back
It twists, and turns
But I could never feel it
Now my eyes are open
And I can see the real you
And just like all cowards
You run away