5 o clock and the morning sun,
You're thinking "What the hell have I become?"
Whatever happened to "waiting to happen"?
Well I guess sometimes you're second to some
Contemplate all the moments you wondered
Where's the next place that you're going to lay your head
No surprise to me that you stumbled
Onto some place to make your make your bed
And Oh,
Maybe I'll hide for a while,
I got the craving for,
Sub-terranea
Maybe I will hide girl,
Somewhere for a while,
Won't you follow me underground
I'll tell you all the secrets,
That were buried the deepest,
Just follow me underground
We're the masters of potential,
Keepers/creators of second bests,
Just let me know when your Pros all need a rest,
I'll send the next best thing
And Oh,
Why do you look at me at so? It's not my fault,
We're not animals,
We're just underdogs
Chorus
Now every single word you've ever said,
Has buried itself in a very special
That makes me want to separate the very
Nature of our worlds are different and divided
By the earth that's been lifted and scattered by
The people that think we don't matter
I'm not trying to change history,
All I wanted was for us to be a certain kind of free
And have each our small victories,
Cause every time I hear the sound of someone who
Was lost but now has found a voice to scream out loud
I'm proud cause soon there won't be place to hide
Chorus