Tim Meegan Jr. - April 16th, 2005

Night's I wake up in my bed
All these memories living in my head
Guess the whiskey only helps for a while
Now I'm shaking, dreaming, I'm about to die

You can't go to war, not think about it anymore
Losing a friend you'll never see again
Weight of a trigger underneath my finger
Can't go to war and not think about it anymore

Bad days come and bad days go
Someday my kids will want to know
Why their daddy needs to be alone
I'm thinking, feeling, that Goddamn war

You can't go to war, not think about it anymore
Losing a friend you'll never see again
Weight of a trigger underneath my finger
Can't go to war and not think about it anymore

October 2004 I saw three of my friends die
October 6th, 12th, and the 29th
Then on April 16th, 2005 three more died in just one night
One more gone after we got home
You see he just couldn't take the pain anymore
One year in Ramadi, Iraq
I'm seeing, knowing, we were never coming back

You can't go to war, not think about it anymore
Losing a friend you'll never see again
Weight of a trigger underneath my finger
Can't go to war and not think about it anymore

Written by:
Timothy Meegan Jr.

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