I 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 miles and drive My enemies on the inside It's bleeding me, bleeding me dry That's my baggage This * gets hard to manage I'm carrying a casket There's no other way My heart's so talented 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 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 miles and drive But I just can't be who I'm not anyway That's my baggage This * gets hard to manage I'm carrying a casket There's no other way My heart's so talented 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 My heavy, heavy baggage My heavy, heavy My heavy, heavy baggage Can't write the songs I used to That's my baggage This * gets hard to manage I'm carrying a casket There's no other way My heart's so talented I'm broken, bruised and damaged Gave up, I'm feeling ballast But damn it, that's my baggage Yeah, that's my baggage My heavy, heavy My heavy, heavy baggage My heavy, heavy baggage