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bless the matyr album version - norma jean lyrics

waltz around the room,
with a glaze in your stare.
in your tuxedo suit.
i’ll give it a name.
lower defenses.
i’ll lower the casket.
open the door.
open the grave.
murder.
now you’re doing the waltz with your murderer…
waltz around the room,
with a glaze in your stare.
in your tuxedo suit.
i’ll give it a name.
lower defenses.
i’ll lower the casket.
open the door.
open the grave.
mediocrity is the killer.
you find yourself helpless.
christ is not a fashion,
fleeting away.
fashion…
he laid emeralds in her eyes,
oh but i’d already tried.
a bracelet made of gold and scarlet thread around her wrist.
and everything was wrong, so we sang sentimental songs.
oh how seldom we belong but how elegant our kiss.
and we painted crooked lies
but we danced in perfect time to a love so much refined,
we know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour
into a grief we know before but it’s never quite like this.
never quite like this.
all i know now is regret,
it follows like a silhouette
along the cobblestone behind me,
but has nothing to
say except to innocently ask,
a voice as delicate as gl-ss,
“do you see me when we p-ss?”
but i continue on my way.

- norma jean lyrics

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