SINGER: Tori Amos

SONG:Crucify

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 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 cry
Why do we...