Winners and Losers

Everywhere there’s a beautiful, there’s an ugly that stares

Wondering, would it be wonderful if they knew I was there

When there’s love there is a lonely man with an ache he can’t bear

Lookin' 'round at a lovely world that never will care

Where there’s life there’s a dying girl trying to lift up a prayer

The desperate hope of a dying soul slipping into despair

Where there’s joy there's a crying saint asking God are you there

‘cause I starting to see really no one is free and life isn’t fair

And there will always be the winners and the losers

in a world, where the lucky are surviving

And we may never be the shakers or the movers, but the losers we will still keep trying

Where there’s faith there the devil stands, catching us unaware

He says stop crying father you silly fool cause God isn’t there

He says the strong survive, and the weak will die

if there’s a God then He never really cared,

he says I am the winner, and you are the loser

In a world, that is ever still divided

And you will never be a shaker or a mover, and you loser, why do you keep trying?

Ugly unappealing

while I bury down this feeling

how could anybody ever really love a loser like me,

but God you are revealing

that my soul is slowly healing

and suddenly this feeling is gone

God save the sinners and God help the losers in a world where we're barely surviving

When we are shaken you are the mountain mover, and the losers become winners by your dying