Foreign Diplomats

Road Wage


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I want the night to grow and work
Get you cold enough to change your colors
Get you warm enough to feel desire
Go ahead and wither into something fuller

I'll be somewhere forgetting how to breathe
Wondering why I had to leave
Getting riled up for nothing more than speed
Then calling my girlfriend to whimper uselessly

Uh uh, uh uh, uh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh

I need some air to fill my lungs
I need some air to fill my lungs
Road raging in autumn
Oh no

I need some air to fill my lungs
I need some air to fill my lungs
Road raging in autumn
Oh no

Lay me down on this cold bed
Let me ride your strong freeways
As you dream of what you'll never gain
Savior of the free world, I noticed you need a change

Uh uh, uh uh, uh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh

I need some air to fill my lungs
I need some air to fill my lungs
Road raging in autumn
Oh no

I need some air to fill my lungs
I need some air to fill my lungs
Road raging in autumn
Oh no

Oh oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh

I need some air to fill my lungs
I need some air to fill my lungs
Road raging in autumn
Oh no

I need some air to fill my lungs
I need some air to fill my lungs
Road raging in autumn
Oh no


Writer/s: Elie Raymond, Antoine Levesque-Roy, Emmanuel Caille-Vallieres, Thomas Bruneau-Faubert, Charles Primeau