BACKPACK
can't you see i'm wearing your backpack again it's growing in weight can't you see i'm trembling in fear of what you might bring to put inside today
and the world will halt in my anticipation, and the world will halt
i carry your weight around
i can't take the weight of your troubles everytime you come to me i can't bear the thought of claiming your pain again, and again, and again,
and the world will halt in my anticipation, and the world will halt
