How can I let go of all that I believe? Why do I let you minimize my faith? I know someday it will end for me This is all good for you and bad for me. Youre not right! Youre not. (Be the gun) The put downs, the shutups Scratches beneath the surface (Be the one) The dragouts, the hate ins Stitches across scar tissue (Be the gun) The bruises, the beatings My life enternal bleeding Go! I push, you pull in all that I believe Then you just smile, and then I see relief How could something so good, go down so deep? Why do I let you minimize my faith? Youre not right! Youre not... Por L. Duran ^^