Dragging My Bags Round Town Lyrics

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 want to leave having nothing achieved at all

Dragging my bags around town

Tearing my long hair out

Because 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

Got to catch a job

The searching never stops

Because 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

Still dragging my bags around town

Letting the family down

Because I can't even make it a week without running out

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

Should have left this city long ago

I'll be packing up my bags again

Should have left this city long ago