Can't write the scenes I used to, cause I'm lucid in my state of mind.

I cut some ties I tried to, but there's wounds that I can't leave behind.

I wanna be high, like cinnamon, wild and dry.

My enemies on the inside, it's bleeding me, bleeding me dry.

That's my baggage, this shit gets hard to manage.

I'm carrying a casket, there's no other way.

My heart's so careless, I'm broken, bruised and damaged.

Gave up, I'm feeling ballast, but damn it, that's my baggage, my heavy, heavy baggage.

My heavy, heavy baggage, my heavy, heavy.

I wish it wasn't all true, I'm so cynical and miserable, stay away.

God, after all I've been through, it's a miracle I can't even pray.

I wanna be high, like cinnamon, wild and dry.

But I just can't be who I'm not anyway.

That's my baggage, this shit gets hard to manage.

I'm carrying a casket, there's no other way.

My heart's so careless, I'm broken, bruised and damaged.

Gave up, I'm feeling ballast, but damn it, that's my baggage, my heavy, heavy baggage.

My heavy, heavy baggage.

My heavy, heavy baggage.

Can't write the songs I used to.

That's my baggage, this shit gets hard to manage.

I'm carrying a casket, there's no other way.

My heart's so careless, I'm broken, bruised and damaged.

Gave up, I'm feeling ballast, but damn it, that's my baggage, my heavy, heavy baggage.