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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 Iooking 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 on 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
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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 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
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
please be save me I CRY...
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