Secondary

They say we couldn't and we shouldn't, yet we still might

Do it,

You can either become part of the crowd, or find a way to fight

Through it.

Unleashed, finally your bark seems to have a little more bite

To it,

Did someone steal your heart? Or did you sign over the rights

To it.

Up, up and away, it seems our minds have gone

Astray,

We told you we were dreamers, why do you question where we

Lay.

We've voiced our opinions, embodying our mottos'

Tone,

We hadn't read the manual upon entering this auto

Zone.

Could we call it back if we decide to call it

Off?

Bye to our "Originality" as we watch imitators haul it

Off.

They left it up to us, because it came down to

Us,

We smile big so no one will attempt to attach a frown

To us.

Our time has begun to Tick in this flea

Market,

They've threatened to scope out the changes that

We target.

We could possibly lose our shell down this rabbit

Hole,

Escape from this kennel could possibly require a rabid

Soul.

Armed with a fist full of slapstick, we can fight this

Tragedy,

In hopes to earn heart, we built a Nas-car, not ashamed that it's

Raggedy.

Becoming one with your nature if we survive the

Call,

We arrived late hoping we wouldn't have to arrive at

All.