CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : ’91

It’s ’91, a war is on
I watch in black, white, and green
My mother dances around like there ain’t no rip in the seam
While she waltzes with ghosts, I can feel what went wrong
She’s here, but she’s not
Just like her, I’m not home

Just like her, I’m not home
Just like her, I’m not home
Yeah, I’m here, but I’m not

Storefronts change and the war on
So I rip floorboards from our place
Black out all our windows and then I kick them from their frames
Now, you can dance with anyone
You could tattoo yourself a f**king sleeve
‘Cause you’re here, but you’re not
Just like you, I can’t leave

Just like you, I can’t leave
Just like you, I can’t leave
And I’m here, but I’m not
I’m here, but I’m not