Testo Postcards

I'd Travel, all the contenents I'd Roam,
Just to prove, that I am not alone.

of all the things I'v done wrong I know I'm right,
tonight,
the time goes out the window, I know I Tried,

Tear, My heart out, mail it in a post card filled with blood,
tear, my heart out,
mail them in a post card filled with blood,

Sunken ship sunset on the horizen,
burry my soul in the west, under the shore line,
cuz thats where I belong, where I belong

tear my heart out, mail in a post card filled with Blood,
cuz I'd Travel all the contenents I'd roam,
just to prove that I am not alone.