Song
"Run Baby Run" was first written by the end of 2003 at Smart Studios in Madison, Wisconsin. The song began from an idea by guitarist Duke Erikson, and took a lot of work to complete. The band, while happy with the chorus, rebuilt the rest of the song around it; most of the song's original verses, lyrics and melody were re-written. Garbage didn't finish the song until the very end of the album sessions.
Shirley Manson later recalled, ""Run Baby Run" is about trying to engineer your own peace of mind and being unafraid to make changes in your life in order to try and facilitate that. about escape and engineering your own path in life. We’re all too guilty of thinking that peace, love and healthiness are things that we’re all just given". Erikson added, "Being expected to go through life to behave a certain way; I think "Run Baby Run" is a plea to run from that. Run with your life, take it wherever it takes you. It's about not conforming."
On 25 May, Garbage confirmed a list of fourteen songs being worked on for the record, including "Run", and on 14 December confirmed that the song, now with final title of "Run Baby Run", would be included on the finished album Bleed Like Me.
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