Tekster: Tori Amos. 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? Everyday, I crucify myself.
Nothing I do is good enough for you. Crucify myself, everyday.
I crucify myself. My heart is sick of bein'- I said my heart is sick of bein' in,
Chains... oh-oh. Chains... oh-oh.


Got a kick for a dog, who?s beggin' for love.
I got a 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 gilt to start my own religion.


Why do we crucify ourselves? Everyday, I crucify myself.
Nothing I do is good enough for you. Crucify myself, everyday.
I crucify myself. My heart is sick of bein'- I said my heart is sick of bein' in,
Chains... oh-oh. Chains... oh-oh.


Please... be... save... me... I... cry... uh huh, uh huh.
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.
Where are those angels when you need them?


Why do we crucify ourselves? Everyday, I crucify myself.
Nothing I do is good enough for you. Crucify myself, everyday.
I crucify myself. My heart is sick of bein'- I said my heart is sick of bein' in,
Chains... oh-oh. Chains...


BACKGROUND (Why do we... crucify ourselves)
Why do we... yea, chains. Crucify ourselves everyday. Oh oh oh oh oh.
No, chains, oh, yea, yea, chains, oh oh oh oh oh oh.
Never going back again, oh, crucify myself again.
You know, never going back again to crucify myself, everyday...