The Shotgun Message

Norma Jean · Bless The Martyr And Kiss The Child [2002]

Staring at the world through the whole you put in my head,

That was forced by the blade, you gently inserted.

I did this for you.

I did this for you, not for your religion, not for your murder.

I did this for you.

I did this for a man like you.

Stop searching and find me.

Stop searching and find me.

I'm stabbed by grace and slinging blood, and slinging blood,

yeah slinging blood.