Obscurity is dull, like marking time
I don’t believe it’s lonely at the top
Obscurity surrounds me as I climb
I wish there was a cliff where I could drop
Obscurity, I wouldn’t even blink
I’d laugh to see it scattered far below
Obscurity’s aware of what I think
And doesn’t even seem to want to go
It smells just like I stepped in something bad
I guess I’ll stop and scrape it from my shoe
I know it thinks it took the chance I had
But chances come, no matter what I do
I’m built to climb to fame; I’m strong and fast
Obscurity may be, but it won’t last.