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Tori Amos – Crucify – 1992


    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
    Every day
    I crucify myself
    Nothing I do is good enough for you
    Crucify myself
    Every day
    And my heart is sick of being in chains

    Got a kick for a dog beggin’ for love
    I 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…
    Looking for a savior…
    I’ve been raising up my hands…
    Got enough guilt to start my own religion
    Please be save me
    I cryWhy do we…