Henke Wermelin feat. And His New Love - Spitting Distance (feat. And His New Love)

Pack My Bags (feat. And His New Love)

Pack my bags - gonna get out of here
And make friends with change. Had enough of you.
Don't owe me shit except my reasons to ditch
You poor perceiving son of a bitch

All I have is scars running deep and through my heart
Hear my plead. I'm all alone, turning to stone

Pack my bags - I'm all outta faith.
What I say or do, don't matter to you
With nothing to show and nowhere to go.
I'm on that road that leads to no good

All I have is a love running low
Out in the cold, would you ever know
I'm turning to stone - all alone
Just a little love was on my mind
Only if you ever had a little time
For me - that'd be all I need

Pack my bags - I'm not welcome here
I ain't got much stuff, I fit in anywhere I come
That'll be my home
With scars on my arms and this run-down charm
I'm going down that road y'all tried to keep me from

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Writer(s): Henke Wermelin
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