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A inting at me
B
I
B wanna spit in their
Cm
faces
T
A
hen I get afraid what that could bring
I
B got a bowling ball in
Cm
my stomach
I
A got a desert in m
B
y mouth
F
B igures that m
Cm y courage would choo
A
se to sell out now
I
G 've been looking fo
D r a savio
Em r in these dir
C
ty streets
L
D ooking for a
Em savior
C beneath these dirty s
D
heets
I
G 've been raising up
D
my hands
D
Em rive another nail in
Em
A
C/D nd nothing I do is g
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ood enough for you
M
Am y heart is sick of b
Am
een
S
C aid my heart is sic
C
k of been in
Got a kick for a dog beggin'for love
I gotta have my sufferings 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 rasing up my hands drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start my own religion
Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been rasing up my hands drive another nail in
Where are those angels when you need them
Never going back again no
To crucicy myself every day