Crucify

Self-Inflicted Redemption: Unveiling the Spiritual Odyssey in Tori Amos' 'Crucify'
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Lyrics

Every finger in the room is pointing at me

Feeling judged and blamed by everyone present

I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring

Desire to retaliate but fearing consequences

I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth

Experiencing intense anxiety (bowling ball in stomach) and thirst (desert in mouth)

Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now

Realization that courage has abandoned in a crucial moment


I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets

Seeking a savior in a grim environment (metaphorical dirty streets)

Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets

Desiring salvation even in intimate relations (beneath dirty sheets)

I've been raising up my hands

Appealing for help or salvation

Drive another nail in just what god needs one more victim

Feeling like a sacrificial victim in a cruel world


Why do we crucify ourselves

Rhetorical question about self-inflicted suffering

Every day

Repeated daily self-punishment

I crucify myself

Self-blame and self-sacrifice

Nothing I do is good enough for you

Inadequacy felt in attempts to please others

Crucify myself

Continued self-inflicted suffering

Every day

Continual self-criticism and self-punishment

And my heart is sick of being in chains

Desire for freedom from emotional bondage


Got a kick for a dog beggin' for love

Comparing oneself to a mistreated dog in need of affection

I gotta have my suffering so that I can have my cross

Belief in the necessity of suffering for spiritual fulfillment

I know a cat named Easter he says

Reference to a character questioning the ability to learn and grow

Will you ever learn you're just an empty cage girl

Feeling trapped and worthless

If you kill the bird

Imagining consequences of destroying something innocent


I've been looking for a savior...

Continued search for salvation

Looking for a savior...

Reiterated pursuit of a savior

I've been raising up my hands...

Repeated appeal for help or salvation

Got enough guilt to start my own religion

Feeling burdened by overwhelming guilt

Please be save me

Plea for rescue or salvation

I cry

Expressing emotional distress and a need for help


Why do we...

Rhetorical continuation of questioning self-inflicted suffering

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