Baggage

Baggage

Rare Americans

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

In a big house in the country
Too much space and you feel trapped
Thoughts go bouncing off the walls

Got no one there to watch your back

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

BAGGAGE
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

This love is like a business
It could drive us both insane
Blind emotionally, to commotion
But part of me likes that game

Part of me wants the chaos
And part of me walks alone
What am I doing, who am I foolin’
It’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 it a try

BAGGAGE
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

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

BAGGAGE
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

I’m breakin’ free
I’m breakin’ free
I’m breakin’ free

Baggage

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