'Sniveling Coward'

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Submitted: April 24, 2017

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Survivor--'Eye of the Tiger'

 

Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive

So many times it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive

It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger

Face to face, out in the heat
Hanging tough, staying hungry
They stack the odds still we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive

It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger

Rising up, straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive

It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger

The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger

 

NOT Survivor--'Sniveling Coward'

 

Wilting dude, back in the cellar

nightmare time, take no chances
Too far to go, yes, I'm a tits-up feller
Just a man chased by demons

 

Didn't see it, happened so fast
I traded courage for whining

wrestle bad memories of my long-ago past
Now it's nothing but a downer

 

And I'm a sniveling coward
in the eye of the storm

run away from the challenge of my rivals
And the last bit of courage

disappeared with the light

Now I look in the mirror and see, a sniveling coward

 

Torched by heat, a small bit of charcoal
burning lump in the ashes

bad news sees me and swallows me whole
Before the game and I'm already folding

 

And I'm a sniveling coward
in the eye of the storm
run away from the challenge of my rivals
And the last bit of courage

disappeared with the light
now I'm look in the mirror and see, a sniveling coward

 

headed down, straight to the bottom
had no guts and no glory

No happy face, only solemn

Just a man looking for a reason to fail

 

And I'm a sniveling coward
in the eye of the storm
run away from the challenge of my rivals
And the last bit of courage

disappeared with the light
now I look in the mirror and see, a sniveling coward

 

A Sniveling coward

A sniveling coward

A sniveling coward

A sniveling coward


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