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• Artiste: Big Red Machine
• Titre: Renegade
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I tapped on your window on your darkest night The shape of you was jagged and weak There was nowhere for me to stay, but I stayed anyway And if I would've known how many pieces you had crumbled into I might have let them lay Are you really gonna talk about timin’ in times like these? And let all your damage, damage me And carry your baggage up my street And make me your future history, it's time You've come a long way, open the blinds, let me see your face You wouldn’t be the first renegade, to need somebody Is it insensitive for me to say "Get your shit together so I can love you?" Is it really your anxiety that stops you from givin' me everything? Or do you just not want to? I tapped on your window on your darkest night The shape of you was jagged and weak There was nowhere for me to stay, but I stayed anyway You fire off missiles 'cause you hate yourself And do you know you're demolishin' me? And then you squeeze my hand as I'm about to leave Are you really gonna talk about timin' in times like these? And let all your damage, damage me And carry your baggage up my street And make me your future history, it's time You’ve come a long way, open the blinds, let me see your face You wouldn’t be the first renegade, to need somebody Is it insensitive for me to say "Get your shit together so I can love you?" Is it really your anxiety that stops you from givin' me everything? Or do you just not want to? And if I would have known How sharp the pieces were you crumbled into I might have let them lay Are you really gonna talk about timin’ in times like these? And let all your damage, damage me And carry your baggage up my street And make me your future history, it's time You've come a long way, open the blinds, let me see your face You wouldn't be the first renegade, to need somebody To need somebody, to need somebody, to need somebody, to need Are you really gonna talk about timin’ in times like these? And let all your damage, damage me And carry your baggage up my street And make me your future history, it's time Is it insensitive for me to say "Get your shit together so I can love you?" You come a long way, open the blinds, let me see your face You wouldn't be the first renegade, to need somebody Is it really your anxiety that stops you from givin' me everything? Or do you just not want to?