Sincere

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