Текст песни Sub

What is the cause of my submission? Is it in my past? Is it in my future? Or is it me? Who needs a boy without a spine? As free as a wireless telephone I'll stop my thoughts And beat them out Of fruition Of fruition Of fruition Who needs a man without a backbone? Call his bluff and go on home But hey there, man I still can't hurt you And I wouldn't win this fight No, I could not win a fight