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Jenna Jameso Jewel De Nyle
crocifiggimi
Tori Amos "Crucify"
Every finger in the room
E 'pointing at me I want to spit in their faces
And then I'm afraid of what might happen
I have a ball bowling in the stomach
I have a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell off now
I searched for a savior in these dirty streets
Tried a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've got hands
Put another nail in Just what God needs,
Yet ' another victim
Why crucify ourselves Every day
None of what I do is fair enough for you Crucify myself
Every day And my heart is tired of being in chains Please Be
Save me I cry
I kicked a dog that begged
love
I have my suffering So that can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter,
says: I ever learn?
Girl, you're just an empty cage if you kill the bird
I searched for a savior in these dirty streets
Tried a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've got hands
Put another nail
I have enough guilt to start my religion
Where are those angels when you need them?
Why crucify ourselves? Every day
Nothing of what I do is good enough for you I crucify myself
Daily
And my heart is tired of being in chains
E 'pointing at me I want to spit in their faces
And then I'm afraid of what might happen
I have a ball bowling in the stomach
I have a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell off now
I searched for a savior in these dirty streets
Tried a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've got hands
Put another nail in Just what God needs,
Yet ' another victim
Why crucify ourselves Every day
None of what I do is fair enough for you Crucify myself
Every day And my heart is tired of being in chains Please Be
Save me I cry
I kicked a dog that begged
love
I have my suffering So that can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter,
says: I ever learn?
Girl, you're just an empty cage if you kill the bird
I searched for a savior in these dirty streets
Tried a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've got hands
Put another nail
I have enough guilt to start my religion
Where are those angels when you need them?
Why crucify ourselves? Every day
Nothing of what I do is good enough for you I crucify myself
Daily
And my heart is tired of being in chains
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
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