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Dragging My Bags Round Town

from Not Everything Has To Be Sad by Stella Le Page

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Lord knows what I need
Four walls is just the start
Something tangible to prove I’m here
I’m lying on this fucked-up fold-out bed
A hundred short on rent
I’ve crashed in all the quarters of this city
It still don’t feel like home
I’m dragging my bags round town
I’m dragging myself around
But I don’t wanna leave having nothing achieved at all
Dragging my bags around town
Tearing my long hair out
‘Cause I can’t seem to find me a shell to settle down
Yeah I know, should have left this city long ago
I got nothing good to show for all my time here
In the end, I’ll be packing up my bags again
For this roof over my head is ever changing
I gotta catch get a job
The searching never stops
Cos no one wants to pay for melodies
And I don’t even write songs any more
Up on the seventh floor
I waste my days just moving place to place
But nowhere feels like home
I’m still dragging my bags around town
Letting the family down
‘Cause I can’t even make it a week without running out
Yea I know, should have left this city long ago
I got nothing good to show for all my time here
In the end, I’ll be packing up my bags again
For this roof over my head is ever changing

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from Not Everything Has To Be Sad, released June 21, 2019

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