First Tori Amos song I ever heard.
I'm sick of guilt.
~
every finger in the room
is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces
then I get afraid of what that could bring
I've got a bowling ball in my stomach
got a desert in my mouth
figures that my courage would choose to
sell out now
I've been looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
looking for a saviour 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
and nothing I do is good enough for you
I crucify myself
every day
I crucify myself
my heart is sick of being
I said, my heart is sick of being in
chains
gotta kick for a dog
begging 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 saviour in these dirty streets
looking for a saviour beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands, drive another nail in
got enough guilt to start
my own religion
why do we
crucify ourselves?
every day
I crucify myself
and nothing I do is good enough for you
I crucify myself
every day
I crucify myself
my heart is sick of being
I said, my heart is sick of being in
chains
please, please
save me
I cry
looking for a saviour in these dirty streets
looking for a saviour 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?
every day
I crucify myself
and nothing I do is good enough for you
I crucify myself
every day
I crucify myself
my heart is sick of being
I said, my heart is sick of being in
chains
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