A Little Faster cover

Sore Winner Paroles

There For Tomorrow

Album A Little Faster

Paroles de Sore Winner

I walk, you run, feel so outdone you always wanted it to be one on one
I cust, you're free, make me believe
that you've been innocent
till proven guilty
So scrape my hands and knees
Softer now I plead for your forgiveness
cause the world can't stand to witness
You keep tearing me down looks like
I met my match today

Play me in everything
Make me a rival
But you still dont see that you're
Sore winner, a sore winner
Losing is not your thing
Can't hold the title but you still
dont see that you're
Sore winner, a sore winner

I want, you feed pick up your speed
It cant be saving if its already been won
I play for but you dont listen
remember me on what you're missing missing out on
stuck in this competition

So scrape my hands and knees
Play 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

Play 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

Play me in everything
Make me a rival
But you still don't see that you're
A sore winner



(Thanks to There For Tomorrow for these lyrics and to MegMegGreen18 for these corrections)