Lo dicho antes, tengo un trauma con 1989.
The drought was the very worst, ah ah When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst It was months, and months of back and forth, ah ah You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore Hung my head, as I lost the war, and the sky turned black like a perfect storm Rain came pouring down when I was drowning That's when I could finally breathe And by morning, gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean There was nothing left to do, ah ah When the butterflies turned to dust, they covered my whole room So I punched a hole in the roof, ah ah Let the flood carry away all my pictures of you The water filled my lungs, I screamed so loud but no one heard a thing Rain came pouring down when I was drowning That's when I could finally breathe And by morning, gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean I think I am finally clean, ah Said, I think I am finally clean, ah Ten months sober, I must...