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Artist M.D.
Drawn and Quartered
Christian & Gospel
Drawn and Quartered was released on October 31, 2020 by Artist M.D. as a part of the album Moonshine
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AlbumMoonshine
Release DateOctober 31, 2020
LabelArtist M.D.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Artist M.D.
Artist M.D.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Val Tramonte
Val Tramonte
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Blooms
Andrew Blooms
Producer

Lyrics

Through constant diversion
I find a lesser version of myself.
Multiple directions at once leaves me disordered:
My soul itself gets drawn and quartered.
The horses: my ambitions.
The ropes: my addictions.
I tie ‘em on myself, no one else to blame for my affliction.
Implicit submission to whatever temptation comes my way.
These bindings are as familiar as this sense of being frayed.
I’m afraid dismemberment is like a membership;
Dues are paid indefinitely until I choose to cancel it.
Huh, cancel it. Can I really do it?
Whole is a word that scares me, I wouldn’t know what to do with it.
Holes I get, but being whole? Well, at least not yet.
But I can imagine…
Arms and legs unbound.
Instead of pulled out from under me, feet planted firmly on the ground.
Body upright.
Relaxed and at rest instead of tense and uptight.
Centered.
With a real sense of self.
So that “No”? “No” becomes a word I can take back off the shelf.
I’ll dust it off and make it ready for use.
A powerful weapon against my self-inflicted abuse.
I’ll say it to myself, I’ll say it to addiction. I’ll say it a thousand times.
I’ll say it because I have value, regardless of my crimes.
I’ll say “no” because in the end it lets me say “yes”.
To God, to who I was meant to be and to my best.
I’ll stand, whole, full, and new… alone if I have to.
Looking inside for validation and no offense, but not even to you.
As I consider my holes, I can’t help but think about His.
Pierced for my transgressions. Died for me yet lives.
By His wounds, I know I’m healed. But how? How do I make it real?
He’s not asking me to pull myself up by my bootstraps or just figure it out.
We both know I’ve tried. I don’t have that kind of clout.
Tryin' harder just leaves me failing again with Guilt and Shame as traveling friends,
But its when I admit I can’t do it that my healing begins.
I confess my weakness and seek to depend on Him.
I lean in.
Or, more precisely, I fall back.
Surrender’s my greatest weapon against the enemy’s attack.
Look, God’s more to me than a crutch: He’s both my legs and my heartbeat.
Without Him I couldn’t even begin to get to my feet.
Now, I know this cuts against our self-sufficient independence.
United States of America, self-will, no dependence.
But herein lies the paradox of Jesus’ kingdom:
It’s only the sick who get healed and the blind who get to see Him.
It’s only the sick who get healed and the blind who get to see Him.
Written by: Val Tramonte

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