Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Winner

I walk, you run, feel so
You wanted it to be one on one
I cuss, free, make me believe
That you've been innocent till guilty

So my hands and knees
Softer now I for your forgiveness
the world can't stand to witness
You tearing me down
like I met my match today

Blame me in everything, make me a
But you still don't see that you're sore winner, a sore
Losing is not thing, can't hold the title
But you still don't see that you're sore winner, a sore

I watch you feed, pick up speed
It can't be saving if its already won
I play for keeps but you listen
I'm what you're missing
Missing out on forgiveness,

So scrape my and knees
Softer now I read mind as interest
As were coming to inches
You tearing me down
Looks I met my match today

me in everything, make me a rival
But you still don't see that sore winner, a sore winner
Losing is not your thing, can't the title
But you still don't see that sore winner, a sore winner

me in everything, make me a rival
But you still don't see that you're sore winner, a winner
is not your thing can't hold the title
But you don't see that you're sore winner, a sore winner

me in everything, make me a rival
But you still don't see that you're a sore