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, (I'll 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 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      Going to send you a postcard   Being unwell   Feeling the nurse reminds me of you   This is my reward...