Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Winner

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

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

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

I you feed, pick up your speed
It can't be if its already been won
I play for but you don't listen
[Incomprehensible] I'm what you're
out on forgiveness, competition

So scrape my hands and
now I read your 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 you're sore winner, a winner
Losing is not your thing, can't hold the
But you still don't see that you're sore winner, a sore

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

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