Why does my world
Seem to crumble and curl
Every time I start
Picturing your face
And why does a stain
Seem to cloud any gain
I'm intending
When I'm sending of your name (?)
And you won't want to hear this
Because it's a shame
I know it's a shame
The keepsake ring you gave me
Is now sitting at the thrift shop waiting to be born again
Why does my wrist
Seem to point to a fist
Every time I start
Picturing your face
And why do I burn
Still to have the final word
It's so stupid
And I know it sounds absurd
But you won't want to hear this
Because it's a shame
I know it's a shame
That all those fond reflections
Are now sitting in a fox lair (?)
Buried under mud and rain
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Send "Baggage" Ringtone to your Cell
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