Paroles de Dirty thirty

Bastian Baker

pochette album Dirty thirty
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Date de parution : 30/09/2013

Durée : 0:04:02

Style : Pop



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I’d been waiting for hours

When finally you came back home, and you kissed me.

I told you mother is in the room and she’s afraid.
And when you found her, i heard the screams

But in the end i fell asleep,
And from my bedroom heard the stinging verb “to cheat”


the morning after i woke up in time to see
She’d been crying you were not meant to be, anymore.



So take your suitcase and get out, get out
Take your suitcase and get out, get out.



With her head in her hands she tries to hide
Her make up flowing down on tears

Am i too young to understand such hate?

daddy can you explain to my little brain

What’s wrong with you?
Feel my pain!


Oh what a shame coz you said
We were the best family in the world



so take your suitcase and get out, get out

Take your suitcase and get out, get out.


But i don’t know where you are, maybe gone
In my head your nothing more than flesh and bones
I had a father who like many said goodbye
The age of 30 took away my lullabies

Now i’m looking back to the time
When everything seemed bright and full of fun
Your warm embrace is what i think i miss the most
Mother’s doing great and in her way appreciates the work she does.
Without you it feels like we’re a bit lost



so take your suitcase and get out, get out

Take your suitcase and get out, get out.

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