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  • Текст песни There For Tomorrow - Sore Winner

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    There For Tomorrow:
    Maika Maile- vocals, guitar
    Christian Climer- guitar, vocals
    Chris Kamrada- drums
    Jay Enriquez- bass

    Lyrics:

    I walk, you run
    Feel so outdone
    You always wanted it to be one on one
    I cost, you're free
    Make me believe
    That you've been innocent 'til proven guilty

    So, scrape my hands and knees
    Softer now, I plead for you 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 don't see that you're
    Sore winner
    A sore winner
    Losing is not your thing
    You can't hold the title
    But you still don't see that you're
    Sore winner
    A sore winner

    I want, you feed
    Pick up your speed
    There can't be saving if it's already been won
    I play for keeps but you don't listen
    Remember me?
    I'm what your missing
    Missing out on (Missing out on)
    Stuck in this competition

    So, scrape my hands and knees
    Softer now,
    I read your mindless interest
    As we're coming down to inches
    You keep tearing me down
    Looks like I met my match today

    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
    You 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
    You can't hold the title
    But you still don't see that you're
    Sore winner (Still don't see that you're)
    A sore winner

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

    Realness

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    There For Tomorrow :
    Maika Maile - vocals , guitar
    Christian Climer -guitar , vocals
    Chris Kamrada - drums
    Jay Enriquez -bass

    Lyrics :

    I walk , You Run
    Feel so outdone
    You always wanted it to be one on one
    I cost , you're free
    Make believe me
    That you've been innocent 'til proven guilty

    So , scrape my hands and knees
    Softer now , I plead forgiveness for you
    Cause the world can not 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 do not see you're que
    sore winner
    A sore winner
    Losing is not your thing
    You can not hold the title
    But you still do not see you're que
    sore winner
    A sore winner

    I want , you feed
    Pick up your speed
    There can not be saving if it's already been won
    I play for keeps but you do not listen
    Remember me ?
    I'm what your missing
    Missing out on ( Missing out on )
    Stuck in this competition

    So , scrape my hands and knees
    Softer now ,
    I read your mindless interest
    As we're coming down to inches
    You keep tearing me down
    Looks like I met my match today

    Play me in everything
    Make me a rival
    But you still do not see you're que
    sore winner
    A sore winner
    Losing is not your thing
    You can not hold the title
    But you still do not see you're que
    sore winner
    A sore winner

    Play me in everything
    Make me a rival
    But you still do not see you're que
    sore winner
    A sore winner
    Losing is not your thing
    You can not hold the title
    But you still do not see you're que
    Sore winner ( Still do not see you're que )
    A sore winner

    Play me in everything (Play me ! )
    Make me a rival ( Make me ! )
    But you still do not see you're que
    A sore winner

    realness

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