Duffel bag
828, Enyay
[Verse 1:]
I wish I could make it better. All the voices in my head, tyrna get you to say you love me and that our love ain't dead. I know you can't get over all the things I said, I was different back then. I know dont believe me, so I can say instead
[Chorus:]
I'm packing my stuff, in a du-fell bag. Our love has been rough, but this is for the best. I know it 'll be tough, but i won't let you contest