Kinghorse:Fourth Step

FOURTH STEP

All of your friends, where are they?
All your friends where are they now that your glory's burned away?
You've always said you can't live a lie but the truth has always been that you're afraid.
What was so important, why did you let go? Why did you let those bastards win out?
Why did you let them win, making a joke of what you claimed you were about?
Your mind's not ruled by those around you - you're not that dumb so you have no exucse.
The few that you hate, you don't take them with you.
You'll never convince me you were born to lose.