Little Earthquakes -- Track 1

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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 boling 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

Everyday I crucify myself

Nothing I do is good enough for you

I crucify myself

Everyday I crucify mysel.

And my heart is sick of being,

I said 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"

You're just an empty cage girl if you killl the bird.