My spine hugs my vital organs
As my knees touch my chin
And I've shed myself of integrity again
My arm is falling asleep
I'd better get up soon
But there's no place warmer
Than a mother's womb
Avoidance is similar
Until it gets real cold, real quick
Then you're trying to light a candle
But it's got no wick
And I'm there right now
I'm a tiny coward boy
Fight, flight, or freeze
Once again I'm stuck
I'm weak, I am slow
I'm a sitting duck
I can't commit, I always quit
I'm a piece of shit
Tiny coward boy