It Drives You On

Superstitions's for those who lack imagination
It drives you on
But imagine turnin' tables
Let superstitions come upon

Fear came and rang my doorbell
Stepped out but noone's there
Oh instead i found a four leaf clover
Lack or chance i didin't care

I didn't mean this past decade
All we got was foreign aid
I wasn't asking any help
Big enough to catch my breath
We're walking on quicksand
Believe in signs of things to come

But all you need to see
Is not in script for you to read
My head's turning heavy
My knees swallowed so deep
In this well of superstitions
In which I don't believe



Credits
Writer(s): Rsn, Thaliah, Ricky F.abulous
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