Из альбома: The Secret Value of Daydreaming
I used to be a soldier boy
'Till they shot me in the head
They made me eat their dirt
Of the living and the dead
I'm sick and tired of slaving
And shoveling their shit
And when you trust your feelings
They toss you in the pit
Yes I've been named a coward
I'm not a living friend
Yes I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end
You seem so apprehensive
You question my beliefs
Seems life is so expensive
Ends are hard to meet
You make me feel offensive
In ev'ry move I make
I'm always up against the wall
And it's just too much to take
Yes I've been named a coward
I'm not a living friend
Yes I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end
Whoa Whoa oh oh
Why am I to blame
Why am I put up on trial
When it's you who should be questioned
For all the people you defiled
You stay in all my nightmares
Until the very end
She's the only one who cares
In her I have a friend
Yes I've been named a coward
I'm not a living friend
Yes I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end whoa
Yes I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end
(repeat to fade)