Guns + Amen by Zachary West & The Good Grief

Let’s pick it up where we left off again
I’ll just say we’re better off as friends
It’s been real dark where I’ve been
And I think we can agree
We’re all full of shit in the end
I’m finding comfort in the negative spaces

Somebody tell me what I’m doing here
Cause I got nothin
I got nothin
I got nothin

Do people care when we die?
Or is it all just a show for a status
Throwing a filter on a memory
But I think we can agree
We’ll be bitter if it ends
It we can’t figure out
Just what we’ve been missing
As we watch
What the world’s become
It’s all “guns & amen”

Somebody tell me what I’m doing here
Cause I got nothin
I got nothin
I got nothin
It’s always too much all at once
I just want something
I just want something
It’s gotta be better than this
In the end

If my body’s truly a temple
why am I sifting through the rumble
trying to find the strength
to rebuild again?

Somebody tell me what I’m doing here?
Cause I got nothin
I got nothin
I got nothin
It’s always too much or not enough
I just want something
I just want something
It’s gotta be better than this
In the end

• Alternative
• poprock
• Howell Township