Crucify (1991) Songtext

von Tori Amos

Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid 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 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
Nothing I do is good enough for you
I crucify myself every day
I crucify myself and my heart is sick of being
I said my heart is sick of being in chains
Chains, oh oh
Got a kick for a dog begging for love
I got to 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, nothing I do is good enough for you
I crucify myself every day
I crucify myself and my heart is sick of being
I said my heart is sick of being in chains
Oh, oh
Chains
Please be...
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 and my heart is sick of being
I said my heart is sick of being in chains, oh oh
Chains
Why do we, in chains
Crucify ourselves every day, ah oh
In chains
Chains, ohh
Chains, oh oh, yeah
Every day