Crucify

sexta-feira, junho 08, 2012 à(s) 09:11
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces
Then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach
I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage
Would choose to sell out now

I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands, drive another nail in
Just what God needs, one more victim


Why do we crucify ourselves?
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
I crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Chains


Got a kick for a dog
Begging for love
Gotta have my suffering
So that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter
He says: "Will you ever learn?
You're just an empty cage, girl
If you kill the bird."

I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands, drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start my own religion


Please be
Save me
I cry

Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands, drive another nail in
Where are those angels when you need them?


Why do we
Crucify ourselves?
Everyday
I crucify myself


Now I'm going back to find myself
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