Can´t write the songs 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 Mulholland Drive My enemy´s 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 calloused I´m broken, bruised and damaged Gave up on feeling balanced But dammit, 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 Swear, after all I´ve been through It´s a miracle I can even pray
I wanna be high Like cinnamon Mulholland Drive 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 calloused I´m broken, bruised and damaged Gave up on feeling balanced But dammit, that´s my baggage My heavy, heavy baggage