paroles de chanson Dirty Thirty - Bastian Baker

I′ve 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 in time to see
She′d been crying you were not meant to be anymore
So take your suitcase and get out! 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, 'cause you said we were the best family in the world.
So take your suitcase and get out! Get out! Get out!
Take your suitcase and get out! Get out!
So take your suitcase and get out! 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 you′re nothing more than flesh and bones.
I had a father who like many say goodbye.
The age of thirty took away my lullabies.
To the time where 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 she appreciates the work she does.
Without you it feels like we′re a bit lost.
So take your suitcase and get out! Get out! Get out!
Take your suitcase and get out! Get out! So take your suitcase and get out! Get out! Get out!
Take your suitcase and get out! Get out!