Guilt Fiction - Praise the Loser Lyrics

Breaking the light
Calling out to the other side and you won't like what you find

Words hurt with their sharpened edges
File them down into smooth dimensions
Criticize the prize and praise the loser

Mine is mine, yours is yours
Easy to say when I have more
Maybe you'll reach me, I should lock the door

First place equals last
Bring them together, make a middle path
Pick a side, indecision brings more anger

It's lose, lose, lose, there is no winning
One person's end is another beginning

Let's steer this ship into the shore