Lyrics - Postcards from Hell

I was falling over
I was comatose
I was drinking it in tomorrow, yeah
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 here
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 overdosed
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
They're shooting the wrong horse
I'm moving to hell, gonna send you a postcard
Being unwell
Feeling 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 reward)
Don't blame it on me (This is my reward)
Don't blame it on me (This is my reward)
Don't blame it on me (This is my reward)
Don't blame it on me

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