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My Fictions - Postcard şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: My Fictions

albüm: Stranger Songs


Your postcard wasn't postmarked, it hangs right above my bed and photos of you still hide in each drawer of my desk.
And each time I answer my phone, there's a call I'll never get. It makes no sense.
I can't focus anymore. I'm dodging landmines in my mind.
And if I fall into a trap, it's like I go right back to feeling hopeless instead of just deprived.
I'm stuck waiting for good news and trying to improve.
I'm living healthy, but I'm not well.
And I think I've apologized enough times to expose the fact that I can't ever forgive myself.
It's in the stars themselves, I can see them here from hell: years away, nothing ever stays, but it hurts.
It just blooms and bursts, it just blooms and burns – nothing stays, and it hurts.

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