No Relief

• Defeater
• Letters Home

Waking up safe and sound

The words could hardly leave my mouth

“How did I make it out alive?”

I lose the same sleep every night

“How did I make it out alive?”

I got your letter today

And when I heard my name

My stomach sank to the floor

I can’t take any more

I’m digging my own grave

And it read “Dear John”

I knew this day would come

I’m drinking every drop

Until the aching will stop

Until you pull that rig out of your arm

A wise man once told me

There wil be no relief

We will never be free

Of the horrible things

And the pain that we’ve seen

And that same man was told

“No matter where we may roam

You forget what you know of

That life you once lived

Because your home ain’t never home”

And it read “Dear John”

I’m drinking every drop

Until the aching will stop

And it read “Dear John”