Smiling Loser (Misogi)

I lose, I bleed, I rot, I grin,

You flex on wins? I cherish sin.

I smile through guts spilled in class,

'Cause losers like me were built to last.

Name’s Koo-mah-gah-wah, mark it down,

King of the trash — I wear the crown.

You fear death? I respawn grinning,

All Fiction clicks and your past stops spinning.

Your power’s fair? That’s cute as hell,

I fight with lies and a coffin’s smell.

Your origin story’s clean and bright,

Mine got drowned in pitch-black spite.

I cancel wounds, delete your pain,

Rip out hearts with a twisted brain.

You win by skill? I win by glitch,

One negation — and I flip the switch.

Nails to the face, blood in my throat,

Still stand tall in a schoolboy coat.

You’re cheering loud? I drag that cheer,

Through failure’s mud ‘til the smile is clear.

I lose — and I love it.

I die — and rise above it.

Call me trash, call me fake —

I’m the smiling glitch you’ll never break.

Medah-kah? Yeah, she’s perfect, fine,

But I wanna drag that god through slime.

I want her bright world cracked and dim,

So losers like me get to finally win.

Your justice? It’s clean on the page,

But my story’s inked in loser rage.

I’ll rip your fate with my own damn teeth,

Bury your pride under failure’s wreath.

Winners lie, but I lie better —

Every truth erased in nail-pinned letters.

You fight to climb, I fight to fall,

And still I stand above it all.

My world is cruel, my path is bent,

But every smile hides your descent.

So while you boast and glow with pride,

I’ll drag you laughing to the losing side.

I lose — and I love it.

I die — and rise above it.

Call me trash, call me fake —

I’m the smiling glitch you’ll never break.

Blood on my lips, lies on my tongue,

I spit out gods just for fun.

No purpose left, no goal in sight,

Just a freak with a grin and endless fight.

So write me off, like you always do,

I’ll still erase the best in you.

I’m Koo-mah-gah-wah, the smiling sin —

I never win… but I always win.