Baggage - L7

I’m lookin' old today

In a very sort of jaded way

Cynical and hard

Weeds all over my yard

I can’t remember the summer

It’s all a blur, yeah

It’s been pilin' high

It’s been pilin' up so goddamn high

Now I’ve got baggage

I’m probably tagged for life

My self-righteous eyes

Wanna close the book

It’s got nothing to do with the looks

Can’t keep it together, losing my grip

Yeah, i’ve been sinking down

Time to abandon ship

It’s hard to swim with baggage

My friends are all strangers

They stopped calling weeks ago

But guilt’s a heavy load

It’s a very very heavy load

Packed in my baggage