Lyric Suck

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 your dreams you try to sell
This disease I give to myself

How does it feel? [x2]

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 arms til I m on track
Itches my skin right off of my back
I ll heal your wounds
I ll set you free
I m Jesus Christ on Ecstacy

How does it feel? [x2]

[whispered]
I am so dirty on on the inside [x4]

How does it feel? [x2]

Suck [x4]

[whispered]
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