| Artist: | Norma Jean |
| Album: | Bless The Martyr And Kiss The Child |
| Song: | Shotgun Message |
Staring at the world through the whole you put in my hand.
That was caused by a blade you gently inserted.
I did this for you, not for your religon, not for your patterns.
I did this for you.
I did this for a man like you.
Stop searching and find Me.
I am stabbed by grace and slinging blood.
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