There's a chance I'll loose my nerve

There's a chance I'll turn and run,

'Cause I don't have the conviction,

To stand and hold this gun.

Those shadows might get the best of me,

Those shadows might have me next,

'Cause now those initials are playing up,

And we're not sticking to the text.

Perhaps those fairytales are false,

Perhaps those myths are truth,

May be we're meant to play the play,

But, I'm going to need the proof.

I know that we are faking,

I know I'll turn and run,

'Cause I don't have the conviction,

To stand and fire this gun.