[Verse 1]
Was told I was the favorite
I guess I should've made it
That why I'm always faded?
That why I'm always shaded? I hate it
Treated like a joke, I can't hold onto hope
I'm feeling on a rope, held on so I could cope
A joke, played like a fiddle
That why I'm always in the fucking middle?
Whole thing's a fucking riddle
Call my life easy, that shit still hurts a little
I'm still climbin' that hill, I don't care how you feel
I'ma be a legend before the time I'm killed
For real, yeah, that's for real

[Chorus]
I will hold out hope like I'm the golden child
I don't know where I will go 'cause shit gets way too wild
I just wanna go back to when all my friends
There in the basement, the end is near and
We're here to face it and turns out that I am the favorite, yeah, ah
Oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2]
For the jokes, the ones who never spoke
When they're burnin', beaten, and hurtin'
I wish I could've been there for another, yeah, for my brother
He's down in the pits, all freezin' and cold
When I am dyin', frail and old
Here's to hopin' it's the best story told
I have broke my clocks and you have packed your boxes
We will fly in flocks and we'll live like hawks then

[Outro]
He woke up in a cabin with all the people that he had ever loved around him
And he didn't know quite what to make of it all
So, he did the only thing he knew how to do
He fell back asleep and drifted off into the dream once again
I keep feelin' colors beamin'