Verse:

Everyone sees me walking on a path
Though my path seems to be crooked

It looks like everybody thinks I'm special
I think it's wrong and stupid

They chose me and placed me really high
and say that I am destined... I'm not

And their eyes seems to all be fixed on me
Why can't I really see it
 [bad word] 

Ever since I became different
I started to hate the path I never chosen

But ever since I was little
I sometimes wished that I could fly, really high... So why?

That ever since I got wings I started to feel bad,
That still doesn't make sense

But then I realized that's because I am far away... from my friends.

Verse:

What if I could act like nothing happened
Ignore the fact that I changed... I can't

What if I could perform a magic spell
and time travel into the past... I can't

What if I could [bad word] away
I wonder where it will get me... not far

So they say if you can't beat them join them
I need to make the best of it