Suck

ORIGINAL

There is no god up in the sky tonight
No sign of Heaven anywhere in sight
All that was true is left behind
Once I could see now I am blind
Don't want the dreams you try to sell
This disease I give it to myself

How does it feel?
Suck suck suck

She makes it sweeter than the sun
I get too tight I come undone
I bow my head to confess
The temple walls are made of flesh
Runs up my arm till I'm on track
Itches the skin right off my back
I'll heal your wounds
I'll set you free
I'm Jesus Christ on ecstasy

How does it feel?
Suck suck suck

I feel so dirty on the inside
I am so dirty on the inside

How does it feel?
Suck suck suck

A thousand lips
A thousand tongues
A thousand throats
A thousand lungs
A thousand ways to make it true
I want to do terrible things to you

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