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• Artiste: Phoebe Bridgers
• Titre: So Much Wine
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I had nothing to say on Christmas Day When you threw all your clothes in the snow When you burnt your hair and knocked over chairs I just tried to stay out of your way But when you fell asleep With blood on your teeth I just got in my car and drove away Listen to me, Butterfly There's only so much wine That you can drink in one life And it will never be enough To save you from the bottom of your glass Where the state highway starts, I parked my car And I got out and stared up at the stars And as meteors dived and shot across the sky I thought about your sad, shining eyes I came back for my clothes When the sun finally rose When you were still passed out on the floor Listen to me, Butterfly There's only so much wine That you can drink in one life And it will never be enough To save you from the bottom of your glass