Seventeen

So tired of winning

The shadow of penny

Rolled across my eye again

It's blinking like crazy

And to play the cards of winning

Raise it up, then folding

Hurry up I'm spinning, seventeen papers

Seventeen debts

Seventeen disagreements to file

Higher up than over

Interesting

I am wearing some notions of fire

It's a daring choice of colors 

I'm going out in style

Going through the motions that I already filed

Already filed

Already filed it is feeding day it's to be

All of the other

Letters and employees

Mothers and the daughters, pretending to be

Pretending to be

Attending to me