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    • Тексты песен / Z / Zebrahead / Postcards From Hell

    Текст песни Zebrahead - Postcards From Hell

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    I didn't see the signs posted on the road
    Dead end gives way to the cliff that soars
    And I lose control your face still looks bored
    One, two, **** you!
    I won't change for you

    Wrong way
    This time it's going down
    You say I'm immature
    to hang around
    Okay
    Face-plant to the ground
    I won't change for you
    I won't change for you

    Tonight I wash my hands of you
    You set the bar I could not live up to
    Tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell

    This relationship is over as we scrape the ledge
    and you call me a loser falling over the edge
    Like you're cutting all your losses
    Like a bet you can hedge
    One two, **** you!
    I won't change for you

    A black eye
    and my heart is ripped out of my chest
    Crucified
    For not passing any of your stupid tests
    Good-bye
    Right now I could care less

    I won't change for you
    I won't change for you

    Tonight I wash my hands of you
    You set the bar I could not live up to
    Tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell

    We've come a long way
    Don't look down!
    Your heart is rotten
    Your heart is rotten
    Too bad it was the wrong way
    Won't be long now
    Till we hit the rock
    Bottom

    Tonight I wash my hands of you
    You set the bar I could not live up to
    Tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell

    Tonight I wash my hands of you
    You set the bar I could not live up to
    Tonight the light in breaking through
    So thank you very little and send me postcards from hell

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