rimuginato da franz , martedì 12 aprile 2005 06:11
A proposito di cose un po' datate... fa sempre bene riscoprire la Tori Amos di Little Earthquakes... ;)
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 figure that my courage would choose to sell out now i’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets looking for a savior beaneath 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 beaneath 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...
