Underdog

I won’t ever be the chosen one  

I won’t ever be the pretty one

with the clean tattoos and the unused shoes

that only get worn on stage

I won’t ever be the sure thing

But I’m content being the pure thing 

With my heart on my sleeve, while I sing like I breath 

fighting for what I deserve

I've got scars and demons

forming feelings

I can’t shake

I won’t live forever

but i’m never 

going to change

used to thinking like the underdog

they want digital, i’m analog

I could learn new tricks but I don’t need fixing

watch out for my bite

I've got scars and demons

forming feelings

I can’t shake

I won’t live forever

but i’m never 

going to change

call this a war cry, call this my manifesto 

We’ll never be accepted but we are still the best so

i’ll keep laying bricks made of authenticity

build up my own house unapologetically 

Between you and me that’s my name on the marquee

Unfiltered honesty is what the people wanna see

Keep your magic beans, I’ll keep being me 

there should be enough so that everyone can eat

This song is for my Pasadena family, the bastard suns and all the ones who ever dared to dream

8 weeks in a van towing something thats unique

Just to be subjected to industry critique

All the ones who care about the song more than the show

But had to call it quits before they had the chance to blow  

The outcasts, the losers, the addicts and the freaks 

the future of this shit will be taken by the meek