Letra de Crucify

Was it a huntsman or a player
That made you pay the cost
That now assumes relaxed positions
And prostitutes your loss?

Were you tortured by your own thirst
In those pleasures that you seek
That made you Tom the curious
That makes you James the weak?

And you claim you got something going
Something you call unique
But I've seen your self-pity showing
As the tears rolled down your cheeks