Not Going to Lose You

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By Sandwich Massacre

you’re not gonna find the truth if you’re running You’re not gonna find yourself when you’re fighting You’re not gonna find true love If you’re only dreamin’ of What you’ll do tomorrow in some nonexistent world You’re not gonna find salvation if you keep blaming Don’t dedicate your life to revenge And you’re not gonna find the father you never had You’ll only drown in your pain if you binge You’re falling in love with everyone You hide in the night, deny the sun Your angry lyrics keep you bleeding Losing the reasons to keep breathing Why Won’t you trust me You ran off into the night After a bleeding fight I called you on the phone You said you needed to be alone And you cried Said you can’t take it any more You hung up and I fell to the floor And I cried We hopped into the car I wasn’t Gonna lose you that night You’re not gonna find the truth if you’re lying You’re not gonna find yourself in denying How could you stare at me And deny gravity So simply -like it was nothing- as if I had no worth What game do you think you’re winning anyway You haven’t won the race, you lost the track You’re not gonna find the childhood you never had Just find the now and don’t look back You’re falling in love with gin and guns Until you think all the pain is gone Your remedies keep you bleeding Losing the reasons to keep breathing Why won’t you trust me We ran off into the night To ease your inner fight Found you on the dirt road You said you needed to be alone And you cried Said you can’t take it anymore You screamed and fell to the floor And I cried I begged you to come home I wasn’t Gonna lose you No matter how hard you push away You’ll fight, but I’ll stay You life kept me alive One time And now it’s time To save yours No matter how much you fight So much to do in this life Don’t waste it On the little man who killed your heart Or the little things that tore you apart On the rules that attempt to suffocate you Just find your morning, you’ll be breathing soon Breathing soon Breathing soon Breathing soon Life is at your will You’ve gotta find yourself in this pre-existing world…

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August 28, 2006 22:30.:side:walk:.

this one is okay

August 28, 2006 22:31.:side:walk:.

different, but stil... lay off the sex poems for a while, man.

August 28, 2006 22:31.:side:walk:.

still*