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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Creating Something Out of Nothing, Only to Destroy It. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Die skep van iets uit niks, net om dit te vernietig.
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Your eyes, your concrete eyes Cross crisscross my path Walking in circular patterns Shoe shine your ammo, polish your metal I need not your wicked weapons

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Entire World Is Counting on Me, and They Don't Even Know It. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Hele wêreld is toe op my, en hulle weet dit nie eens.
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Running away from this earth May it pass away in the beautiful flames that it was created for Because when tomorrow fails to come Today is just not the

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Face: Face. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Face: Face.
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Leech, leech with two daughters Give, give they cry Her name is, she is a liar I refuse to be hers, a liar A kiss from her is one of the grave Of the

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Human Face, Divine. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Menslike gesig, Goddelike.
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It's all done wrong, or so it appears It is all done right, eternal eyes I am pressing on no matter how it looks I am pressing on no matter how it looks

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. I Used to Hate Cell Phones, but Now I Hate Car Accidents. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Ek het sel fone om te haat, maar nou het ek haat motorongelukke.
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Run far away from what you have created You have created this drama Dancing around the truth My God rain down power My God rain down fire War With these

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. It Was as if The Dead Man Stood Upon The Air. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Dit was asof die dooie man, het op die Lug.
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Rewind the cycle, the cycle My regret is the world I created My regret the kiss that sealed my fate Rewind, rewind it all again Rewind the silver that

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Memphis sal gelê word om afval.
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tried a bracelt made of gold And a scarlet thread around her wrist Everything was wrong so we sang sentimental songs "Oh how seldom we belong but how elegant our kiss

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Organized Beyond Recognition. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Georganiseer onherkenbaar.
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White tie, black jacket I ain't see you in a while Your whites shine, black velvet I ain't seen you in a while You're slick, a slick and polished mess

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Pretty Soon, I Don't Know What, but Something is Going to Happen. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Gou Het ek nie geweet Wat, maar iets gaan gebeur.
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Time can kill the greatest of men Even the strongest find themselves on the floor It doesn't have to be this way Time keeps moving on and on Fragile time

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Shotgun Message. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Haelgeweer Boodskap.
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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, I did this for you Not for

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Lirieke

Norma Jean. Bless The Martyr & Kiss The Child. Sometimes It's Our Mistakes That Make for The Greatest Ideas. Norma Jean. Seën die Martelaar en soen die kind. Soms is dit ons foute maak vir die grootste idees.
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It feels so good up to my skin, yeah One more mile and it is sinkin' in I have tried to make mine a tree, yeah And not have so much of me, no God has

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