Norma Jean - Bayonetwork Lyrics
We walked on glass all day long, with eyes rolled back.It came with smiles, it came with gestures, and it came with motives.Investing flowers in one hand and a blade in the other,This is between me and this blade, and my heart.Distributing rusty knives in these countless attractive letters,With a directional diagram of a guilty heart."Insert knife here."Lack of thought on this subject has attested catastrophic.Come one, come all, introduce knife to heart.With our eyes rolled back.