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I walk, you run, feel so outdone You always wanted it to be one on one I cause you're free make me believe That you've been innocent till proven guilty So scrape my hands and knees Softer now I bleed For your forgiveness cause the world can't stand to witness You keep tearing me down, looks like I met my match today Blame me in everything Make me a rival But you still don't see that you're Sore winner, a sore winner Losing is not your thing Can't hold the title but you still don't see that you're Sore winner, a sore winner I watch you feed pick up your speed It cant be saving if its already been won I play for keeps, but you dont listen Remember me, I'm what you're missing, Missing missing out on Forgiveness competition So scrape my hands and knees Softer now I read your mind as interest as were coming down to inches You keep tearing me down looks like I met my match today Blame me in everything Make me a rival But you still don't see that you're Sore winner, a sore winner Losing is not your thing Can't hold the title but you still don't see that you're Sore winner, a sore winner Blame me in everything Make me a rival But you still don't see that you're Sore winner, a sore winner Losing is not your thing Can't hold the title but you still don't see that you're Sore winner, a sore winner Blame me in everything Make me a rival But you still don't see that you're A sore winner |