Bloodied Button | Christian Music | Emotional Healing | Salmon Audio Loft

This song was born out of a chain-breaking moment March 2025. It brought a ten-month journey full circle--a journey of trying to understand what it truly means to love the Lord my God with all my heart, mind, and soul. The revalation?--To fully receive His love, I had to let Him carry everything--even the deepest wounds that aren’t sin, just heavy. "Bloodied Button" is raw, honest, and poured straight from that moment of freedom. If you’ve ever felt crushed by emotional manipulation, I pray this brings you the same clarity and peace.. Thank you for listening. 🙏 👇 Lyrics Below I used to flinch, I used to fall, When she would press, I’d lose it all. What I gave in trust, she kept in shame, My deepest wound, her secret game. I trusted her with what I feared, With open body, I let her see. A fragile place beneath my skin, The deepest wound inside of me. She found the place where sorrow dwelled, And pressed until I broke apart. Not with fists, not with words, But with a dagger sting into my heart. My secret button, no longer mine, It will not bleed my blood next time. Now it rests upon His side, Pierced and wounded, arms stretched wide. Every time she manipulates me, a man, Is a time she mutilates the great I Am. It was my secret, hidden deep, A pain I thought was mine to keep. But she held it close, a weapon concealed, A silent blade she could wield. Yet still she reaches, on lifted toes, To press where mercy overflows. On Calvary, the blood now flows, The button on my Savior—a wilted crimson rose. I do not bear that mark at all, No chains remain, no weight to haul. It rests upon His wounded flesh, He takes the pain and calls me blessed. Once I trembled, once I wept, Afraid to lose the secret I had kept. But now I stand tall, it is mine to choose. For when she strikes, she damps His sticky bruise. And I receive His love, I feel it deep, Not just in part, but fully, complete. No burden left for my Lord and I to share, His sacrifice took it fully His to bear. My secret button, no longer mine, It will not bleed my blood next time. Now it rests upon His side, Pierced and wounded, arms stretched wide. Every time she manipulates me, a man, Is a time she mutilates the great I Am. #breakthrough #christianmusic #healingmusic