Rare Americans - B.A.G.G.A.G.E. lyrics

You said you're having strange dreams, are they good or bad or both? Gotta head full, blurry thoughts, babe You living with the ghost In a big house in the country, too much space and you feel trapped Thus go bouncing off the walls, got no one there to watch your back Should we start love and give this a try? You got baggage but so do I You got baggage but so do I B-A-G-G-A-G-E Get off my back, you're killing me Get off my back, get off my back, get off my back I'm breaking free, I'm breaking free I'm breaking free I'm breaking free This pub is like a business, it could drive us both insane Blind emotion leads to commotion But part of me likes that game Part of me wants a chaos, and part of me walks alone What am I doing, who am I fooling? Whats the last bit on your own? Should we start love and give this a try? You got baggage but so do I You got baggage but so do I Lets give it a try B-A-G-G-A-G-E Get off my back, you're killing me Get off my back, get off my back, get off my back I'm breaking free, I'm breaking free I'm breaking free I'm breaking 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 killing me Get off my back, get off my back, get off my back I'm breaking free, I'm breaking free I'm breaking free I'm breaking free I'm breaking free I'm breaking free