Not Going to Lose You, by Sandwich Massacre
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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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Posted: 2006-04-29 19:05:37 UTC |
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2006-08-28 22:31:31 | .:side:walk:. |
different, but stil... lay off the sex poems for a while, man. |