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 Crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being,
I said my heart is sick of being in chains
Jehjeh in chains jehjeh
Got a kick for a dog begin' 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
Why do we crucify ourselves
Every day I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day Crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being,
Ii said my heart is sick of being in chains
Jehjeh in chains jehjeh
Please be save
Looking for a savoir in these dirty streets
Looking for a savoir beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands
Drive another nail in where those angels,
Why do we crucify ourselves
Every day I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day Crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being,
I said my heart is sick of being in chains
Jehjeh in chains
Writer(s): Brian Joseph Burton, Gian Piero Reverberi, Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Gianfranco Reverberi
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