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Sore Losers - Bigwig
I'm guessing that some
Things never change
Sore losers when they've
Lost the game
Trying to win not battle lost
Some just can't accept it
Some just want to reject it
Their hearts have been
Consumed by hate
Takes me back to
The kid who had
Someone fighting for him
Brings me back to a
Game we played
When we were kids
I never played
My mom can
Beat up your mom
My dad can
Beat up your dad
My God
Can God too
All of the treaties
Are the same
Millions of
Lives worth the gain
The governments
Using them for
They had children
Fighting for them
The post war won't
Support them
Sugar coated poison
Called crusades
Takes me back
To the kid who had
Someone fighting for him
Brings me back to
A game we played
When we were kids
I never played
My mom can
Beat up your mom
My dad can
Beat up your dad
My God can
Beat up your God too
My mom can
Beat up your mom
My dad can
Beat up your dad
My God can
Beat up your God too
Beat up your God too