YOU LOSE
(Michael Bloodgood)
I feel like running, yes it's time to leave
My eyes see it but I don't believe

Your life is like a white washed tomb
You speak of love, but your words are doom
You speak of life, but your words are dead
The blood of Christ rests upon your head
You Lose

You think you're alright by the things you do
But then you disregard the Lord's own truth

Your life is like a white washed tomb
You speak of love, but your words are doom
You speak of life, but your words are dead
The blood of Christ rests upon your head

You lie, you die, but you can't go on
You compromise, it's the same old song
You play the part like you wrote the play
But the ending just won't go your way
You need Jesus, you need Jesus

Your life is like a white washed tomb
You speak of love but your words are doom
You speak of life but your words are dead
The blood of Christ rests upon your head
You lose, you lose, you lose, you lose, you lose