Somebody should tell you to appreciate

So easy enduring so why am I this way

Help me shut out what I hate out

And it's so easy to explain

I guess you know about what I think about

So you're the perfect pain



When God pulls his gun out

It's not running out

We left something out

The end's breathing

Teething

Ripping out our final page

A final action

Satisfaction

Pleasure through pain

So listen to the way the

The echoes rain



You want to see the line

Of the peoples' mind

And its choices look out

When it slowly regrets time

Facing whys tasting lies

You better run



Who's got the gun now