Alanis Morissette - Rest

All these relief-givers
The needle sure revs in the red
Chemicals like drugs
They feel like they come from my best friend
You think me a coward but I am a warrior
With many voices in my head
When I looked around and I reached out
I saw no alternative

And God rest, God rest our souls
And this substance is the only comfort I know
He's been hurting for a while
Can we cut this man some slack
And let him lie down, let him lie down