Postcards From Hell Songtext
von Straw

I was falling over
I was comatose
I was drinking it in tomorrow
I was stealing poses
I was seeing ghosts
I was looking to shake my shadow
Confusing myself
Choosing the short straw
I′m moving to hell
Gonna send you a postcard
Feeling unwell
Even the nurse reminds me of you
This is the last day of the war
This is the last day I will want to fight with you
This is the last day of the war
Don't blame it on me
I was floating over
I was over toast
I wasn′t planning on going solo
Now I'm slipping under


Now my eyes are closed
I was dreaming about the photo
Confusing myself
Shooting the wrong horse
I'm moving to hell
Gonna send you a postcard
Feeling unwell
The feeling of the nurse reminds me of you
This is the last day of the war
This is the last day I will want to fight with you
This is the last day of the war
Don′t blame it on me
Don′t blame it on me
This is my real war
Don't blame it on me
This is my real war
Don′t blame it on me
This is my real war
Don't blame it on me
This is my real war
Don′t blame it on me