No Pity for a Coward - Live in Paris

It's called No Pity For a Coward
Gay as fucking heads

Dry your eyes
Hide your face with your hands
One last breath
Hold it in

Fuck your past
The future
Is in your hands

Just sit back and relax
Put your fucking shades on
Put that gun to your head
You're a fucking disgrace

Can your God save you now?
Can your God save you now?
Can your God save you now?
Can your God save you now?
Can your God save you now?
Can your God save you now?

You coward
You coward
You coward
Let me hear you
You coward

Drowning yourself
In your tears
No one has
Pity for you

Pity for you
Pity for you
Pity for you
Alright, motherfuckers
Good night

Seconds from the end
What's it gonna be?
Pull the trigger, bitch

(Seconds from the end)
What's it gonna be?
(Pull the trigger, bitch)
One more time

Seconds from the end
What's it gonna be?
Pull the trigger, bitch

(Seconds from the end)
What's it gonna be?
Pull the trigger, bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Thomas Garza, Alexandro Lopez, Mitchell Adam Lucker, Mark Kimball Heylmun, Michael Wayne Bodkins
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