I'd rather be underrated, the minor not the major I don't need liberation, a higher state of being I'd rather be hated, cursed instead of sacred We're gonna set the record straight When the sun burns out, will it all be worth it? Will the stars fall down into you? When the sun burns out, will it all be worth it? Will the stars fall down into you? I'd rather be underrated, the minor not the major I don't need liberation, a higher state of being I'd rather be hated, cursеd instead of sacred We'rе gonna set the record straight When the sun burns out, will it all be worth it? Will the stars fall down into you? When the sun burns out, will it all be worth it? Will the stars fall down into you? Substitute this feeling with something I don't need I'd rather suffer than believe and not feel If only we could choose the reasons we refuse to sleep Find the proof that you are all you need I'm tryna get through to you But the route won't take me, just loops back to feed the wounds That define our actions, underhand them, fake the news And betray our minds of understanding, when will we refuse?