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Murder Is Messy

by cora Irene

AI-generated Pop song · 4:46 · 0 plays

Lyrics

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Lord, hear us
When the world gets loud, keep our hearts from the dark

This world we live in, full of people and pressure
One side is hope, the other side is weathered by the measure
Of rage in the chest, of pain with no rest
Of hands that forget every soul they’re supposed to protect
We say, “I’d never hurt the one that I love”
But what about the stranger that you know nothing of?
Would you still turn away when their face ain’t your face
When their name ain’t your name and they’re not in your place?
Why is it so? Is love easier to hold
And hate the harder road when the heart gets cold?
How can we keep drifting, chasing purpose in the night
While we start farther from the Father who gave us light?
Tell me how can life have meaning, what is living really worth
If we keep on leaving wounds across the surface of the earth?
They don’t know you, your struggle, your fear, your scars
But they’re somebody’s child under the same stars

Somebody’s mother, somebody’s father
Somebody’s sister, somebody’s son
Loved by somebody, held by somebody
Under the same sun, we are not separate ones

How can we say “nice to meet you”
Then turn and erase a name?
How can we breathe the breath of mercy
Then spill out blood and blame?
We are faces stitched together
One picture, broken and bruised
Murder is messy, murder is pain
It takes what God never gave to use
No, it makes no sense, no, it has no shame
It doesn’t heal, it only steals
It doesn’t solve the puzzle, it just takes a piece
And leaves the whole world less than real

When we look at the whole thing, all of these faces in frame
Are we one thing, or many? Are we bodies or names?
Are we brothers by blood, or by breath, or by grace?
If I can see your eyes, then I’ve seen my own face
Because pain don’t discriminate, grief don’t ask permission
And a trigger don’t care about your dreams or your mission
It only knows silence where a heartbeat should be
And a family left praying on bended knee
Murder is messy, it stains every room
It follows the living like a shadow and doom
It keeps the surviving strong, but at what cost to the soul?
Takes the life of the least, leaves the heart with a hole
We say we know the truth, but we live like we don’t
We say we believe, but our hands say we won’t
Lord, forgive us for the names that we never learn
For every bridge we burn, for every life we turn

Father, bring us back to Your heart
Before we tear this world apart
Teach us to see the sacred in strangers
To love before the anger starts
If they are Yours, then they are precious
If they are Yours, then let us know
That every soul is held by heaven
And every life is not our own

How can we say “nice to meet you”
Then turn and erase a name?
How can we breathe the breath of mercy
Then spill out blood and blame?
We are faces stitched together
One picture, broken and bruised
Murder is messy, murder is pain
It takes what God never gave to use
No, it makes no sense, no, it has no shame
It doesn’t heal, it only steals
It doesn’t solve the puzzle, it just takes a piece
And leaves the whole world less than real

Lord, teach us love
Teach us mercy
Let us see the stranger as our neighbor
Let us choose life
Amen

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