Every finger in the room is pointing at me I wanna spit in their - TopicsExpress

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 our now Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets Ive 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 Youre just an empty cage girl If you kill the bird Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets Ive been raising up my hands Drive another nail in Got enough guilt to start my own religion Please be Save me I cry 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