Y2k

I'm picking up the pennies that I find cuz I think they'll help me
You know superstitions don't ever let you down
Maybe Bank Of America will want them
Are they still more valuable with their heads up
I'm learning how to get by, I'm learning to let go
I'm learning that I don't always live by my ideals
Maybe I could enlist in the army
I'll take a steady paycheck from our history

I don't want to hear that I will never be alone
From the moment that we're born
Until the moment we make friends
We're wearing outstretched hands

I'm picking myself up by my dirty bootstraps
I heard superstitions won't ever let you down
Inside a higher place is where I put my hands out
You know I haven't left that place in at least a decade
Decades upon decades of foreign involvement
At home the children drill their safety in case of bomb threats
Bedroom sheets pair so well with our feelings
All I need is something to cover me



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