A Media Friendly Turn for the Worse - Norma Jean

They provide their nectar and then I am released

I am a grain of sand underneath the floor and so far out of reach,

but I am safe from harm

Against this shelter they are always hammering, against these ears they are

always deafening

I too know an angry language.

Our pain is always accurate and striving to evade

it’s only design

It wants to strike you down to fall into it’s arms again

Blood is thicker than water, but which one did you drink?

Oh…

What I know was divided and broken down by the ignorance of others

Spoken from their lips, but with the lungs of another

Sounds great but tastes like blood

These rumor sessions are assembled by us all… by us all

They are the earth and we are the breath of life

Your pain is always accurate and striving to evade it’s only design

I want to strike you down to fall into my arms again

Blood is thicker than water, but which one did you drink… did you drink?

Put down that retribution.

I don’t need your absolution.

Yeah…

Put down that retribution.

I don’t need your absolution

Put down that retribution.

I don’t need your absolution… No… No… No…