Letter To The President Lyrics - Rustic Overtones

Dear Mr. President 

I'm a soldier 

With the 80nd airborne 

Stationed overseas 

My family and my friends 

All pray that God 

Is watching over me 

But even God 

Can't save us now 

Mr. President 

I'm writing you this poem 

And I've sent along 

A picture of my family 

Back at home 

I hear 

My heartbeat loud out 

In these killing fields 

Alone 

I always hit my target 

I just miss my happy home 

When will be 

The end of this all? 

When will be 

The end of this all 

Now that our back 

Is against the wall? 

(Whoa) 

I joined the army 

Like my father did 

And his father before 

I saw army green canvas 

Look like perfect 

Art of war 

The images 

I see now 

Aren't like the ones 

I saw before 

How am I a hero 

If I don't know 

What it's for? 

Days 

Are getting longer 

Nights 

I never get to sleep 

And I just had 

A newborn daughter 

That I hope 

I get to see 

I've got bloodshed 

On my conscience 

She's so innocent 

And free 

I just killed 

Some baby's father 

Better him 

Instead of me 

When will be 

The end of this all? 

Tell me 

When will be the end 

Of this all 

Now that our back 

Is against the wall 

And mankind 

Is getting small? 

Before the warlife 

It was beautiful 

We marched out in the sun 

Now it's stars and stripes 

At funerals 

Our darkest days have come 

Dyin' in this combat zone 

It scares me half to death 

Cuz if I don't make it 

To heaven what's to live 

For after death? 

I've seen mothers 

Of the friends 

I've lost out 

Marching in a crowd 

Cuz their sons 

Are wear purple hearts 

Inside their coffins 

In the ground 

When they left for war 

They thought 

Their mommas 

Would be proud 

When they faced off 

With their enemies 

They thought 

They'd take him down 

Hatred 

Is tearing us all apart 

Separation 

Is tearing the world apart 

Corruption is playing 

It's part, mhmm