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