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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 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 and 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 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 please be save me I CRY...
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