Centennial - Knapsack

Glue yourself to the back

A stack that’s never seen

Rub the gloss right off a shiny magazine

And god you’d hate to lose this

A citywide approved wish

A way to make yourself complete

And you can’t back it up

It’s a hopeful kind of hate

The kind that lies to make you wait

And anyone can tell to see

It’s a brand new way to be

But you can’t smile through those teeth

Lose yourself in the back

A place that makes things seem

A little dull beneath this shining silver screen

And god you’d hate to lose this

A citywide approved wish

A way to make yourself complete