Tiny Coward Boy

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