Got [bad word] by the first volley 
Of the War 
In your core 
Never help myself 
Send 'em a wire my best 
This ammunition never rests 
No one serves coffe 
No one wakes up 

Stop breathin' 
Stop breathin' 
Breathin' for me now 

Write it on a postcard 
Dad they broke me 
Dad they broke me 

Stop breathin' 
Stop breathin' 
Breathin' for me now 

Write it on a postcard 
Dad they broke me 
Dad they broke me 

I can the lines, open shutters 
And the leaves flock 
Don a grid 
That's what they made my hero say 
Nothin' gets me off [bad word] 
But when you put it down 
Ten feet down in the ground 
Call it response, negative home 

Stop breathin' 
Stop breathin' 
Breathin' for me now 

Write it on a postcard 
Dad they broke me 
Dad they broke me 

Stop breathin' 
Stop breathin' 
Breathin' for me now 

Write it on a postcard 
Dad they broke me 
Dad they broke me