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once in a lifetime you get a chance

to test the shield against the lance

they call you extremist, they call you martyr

but you know that you can't walk on water



some people find it to hard to believe

in a persons resolve to reside with a diety

but don't you worry, you'll find love

with a mercy loving creator up above



and don't you call me perfect

don't you call me stained

I'm just forgiven

of all my past mistakes

I'm just a martyr

waiting to be stoned

That noise is the clash of sinew and bone



Some people find it too hard to believe

That from the start Jesus set me free

He was there for me when friends let me be

He was there every time I OD'ed



Don't let the mockers bring you down

Some day you'll wear a robe and a crown

I know it's hard to turn the other cheek

But he is strong wherever you are weak



And don't you call me perfect

Don't you call me stained

I'm just forgiven

For all my past mistakes

I'm just a martyr

waiting to be stoned

That noise is the clash of sinew and bone



And don't you call me perfect

Don't you call me stained

I'm just forgiven

for all my past mistakes

I'm just a martyr

waiting to be stoned

That noise is the clash of sinew and bone