God's Favorite

Dior Goodjohn

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    It's a hell of a ride
    It's the thrill and the chase
    It's the fear of the fake
    What if I don't see through all the lies

    This should be heaven on earth
    And I should trust I deserve
    To get the final things out of life

    I try my best, but its still not enough
    So in my head when they call me God's Favorite
    I just can't help, but invalidate it
    Hope I'll learn to love it, but I hate it
    My heart, my mind
    So up, so high (So high)
    And I don't know why
    I still don't really feel like God's Favorite

    It's the running me dry
    It's the keeping my shirt
    It's the acting all tough
    But, losing track of my trips on the side

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    It's the counting the steps
    Running till I'm out of breath
    Praying they don't see the sleep in my eyes

    I try my best, but its still not enough
    So in my head when they call me God's Favorite
    I just can't help, but invalidate it
    Hope I'll learn to love it, but I hate it
    My heart, my mind
    So up, so high
    And I don't know why
    I still don't really feel like

    The birds keep on singing, guess it must be true
    Been up, all night, praying, but it ain't no use
    Heaven's up there screaming, tryna get me through
    Even when I think I do

    I still don't really feel like
    God's Favorite
    I just can't help, but invalidate it
    Hope I'll learn to love it, but I hate it
    My heart, my mind
    So up, so high
    And I don't know why
    I still don't really feel like God's Favorite

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    And I don't know why
    I still don't really feel like God's

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    Composition: Dior goodjohn

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