Loser of the Year Award - BoySetsFire

Always had the dream

Now I have the action

Spent my time hearing «this is wrong»

Broken down disasters smoke filled empty rooms

And life of eye to eye to head to head

You’ll never understand what this means to me

Not for approval, not yours anyway

Arrange by the numbers

Arrange by your casualty

Defined by a submission to a common sense

That never had anything to do with me

As friends are made and lost

I always look back smiling

Never moved by struggle fate or cost

I’d rather stay a loser

And laugh at common sense

Then rely on safety nets and reminisce

As they struggle for mediocrity