Lyrics
packed in my baggage
I ve been sinking down, wanna close the book
It s got nothing to do with the looks, it s been pilin up so goddamn high
Time to abandon ship, i m probably tagged for life
now i ve got baggage
weeds all over my yard
I m lookin old today, my friends are all strangers Baggage, now i ve got baggage
I can t remember the summer, wanna close the book Baggage, losing my grip
Wanna close the book, i m probably tagged for life
It s been pilin high, cynical and hard
I m probably tagged for life, cynical and hard L7, it s hard to swim with baggage
Can t keep it together, in a very sort of jaded way
I m lookin old today, i m lookin old today
My friends are all strangers, wanna close the book
In a very sort of jaded way, my self-righteous eyes
They stopped calling weeks ago, it s hard to swim with baggage
My self-righteous eyes, losing my grip
Time to abandon ship, now i ve got baggage, it s a very very heavy load
Cynical and hard, it s been pilin high L7, i m probably tagged for life
Cynical and hard, i m probably tagged for life, it s been pilin high
But guilt s a heavy load, packed in my baggage
Wanna close the book, it s all a blur Baggage, it s all a blur
but guilt s a heavy load
They stopped calling weeks ago, losing my grip
I m probably tagged for life, time to abandon ship, it s all a blur
I m probably tagged for life, time to abandon ship Baggage, they stopped calling weeks ago
i can t remember the summer
it s been pilin high
I m probably tagged for life, but guilt s a heavy load, in a very sort of jaded way
Can t keep it together, i m lookin old today, my self-righteous eyes
now i ve got baggage
i can t remember the summer
It s got nothing to do with the looks, in a very sort of jaded way L7, i m lookin old today
My self-righteous eyes, they stopped calling weeks ago
It s got nothing to do with the looks, wanna close the book, packed in my baggage
but guilt s a heavy load
They stopped calling weeks ago, it s got nothing to do with the looks L7, losing my grip
i ve been sinking down
I can t remember the summer, losing my grip
It s got nothing to do with the looks, packed in my baggage, it s been pilin up so goddamn high
Can t keep it together, it s been pilin high
Can t keep it together, losing my grip Baggage, can t keep it together
But guilt s a heavy load, wanna close the book Baggage, it s been pilin high
