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
Every day
I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Every day
I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being
I say my heart is sick of being in chains...


Non ho fatto nulla,
neanche oggi.
Ho fissato la parete
ed a tratti il telefono.
Incrocio le dita
sperando che passino rapide le ore,
aspetto domani,
sperando nella notte di poter dimenticare.
Grazie Tori,
di essere arrivata anche tu.
Sollievo.