No Shame from Letters Home by Defeater

Another day when the sun ain’t shining
Another night with the bottle I drown in
Still hoping, still waiting
Still breathing, by a thread still holding on
To my demons,
To every dying wish I’ve had of us leaving
This old ghost town, still dragging us down,
To pull you out of this hell
You’ve been living in with the needle
And every dying wish I’ve had that you would clean up
Your ups and let downs
Pulling me underground
With every tired lie you tell
Just to fill your arm
You thin your veins with the dirt,
With the hurt, with the memories and the pain
I lost my faith in your god, in your word
In every promise that you break,
So I walk the same way home each night
To find that back alley pusher and take his life
I ain’t ashamed for what I’ve done
I’ll take an eye for an eye
Until every junkie is blind
The river bed holds the blood and the knife
I took his eye as a prize
The man who laid with my wife
Lays at the bottom of that river where the sun never shines

• Boston