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... looking For A Savior... i've Been Raising Up My Hands... got Enough Guilt To Start My Own Religion please Be Save Me i Cry