Baggage – Rare Americans

You said you’re having strange dreams
Are they good or bad or both?
Got a head full, blurry thoughts babe
Are you living with a ghost?

In a big house in the country
Too much space and you feel trapped
Thoughts go bouncin’ off the walls
Got no one there to watch your back

Should we start lovin’?
Give this a try?
You got baggage, but so do I
You got baggage, but so do I
Let’s give a try

B.A.G.G.A.G.E
Get off my back, you’re killin’ me
Get off my back, get off my back
Get off my back, I’m breakin’ free
I’m breakin free
I’m breakin free

This love is like a business
It could drive us both insane
Blind emotion leads to commotion
But part of me likes that game
Part of wants the chaos, part of me walks alone
What am I doing?
Who am I fooling?
What’s a life spent on your own?

Should we start lovin’?
Give this a try?
You got baggage, but so do I
You got baggage, but so do I
Let’s give a try

B.A.G.G.A.G.E
Get off my back, you’re killin’ me
Get off my back, get off my back
Get off my back, I’m breakin’ free
I’m breakin free
I’m breakin free

I’ve spent my whole life running
I’ve spent my whole life running from myself
I’ve spent my whole life running
I’ve spent my whole life running from myself

B.A.G.G.A.G.E
Get off my back, you’re killin’ me
Get off my back, get off my back
Get off my back, I’m breakin’ free
I’m breakin free

I’m breakin free
I’m breakin free