[Verse 1]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna be high
Like cinnamon Mulholland Drive
My enemy's on the inside
It's bleeding me, bleeding me dry
[Chorus]
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
[Post-Chorus]
(My heavy, heavy baggage)
(My heavy, heavy)
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
[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna be high
Like cinnamon Mulholland Drive
My enemy's on the inside
It's bleeding me, bleeding me dry
[Chorus]
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
[Post-Chorus]
(My heavy, heavy baggage)
(My heavy, heavy)
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