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suck
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 the dreams you try to sell
this disease i give to myself

how does it feel?
how does it feel?

she makes it sweeter then the sun
i get too tight..
i come undone
i bowed my head to confess
her temple walls are made of flesh
rise up my arms till i'm on track
itches my 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?
how does it feel?
i am so dirty, on the inside
i am so dirty, on the inside
i am so dirty, on the inside
i am so dirty, on the inside

how does it feel?
how does it feel?
Suck
Suck
Suck
Suck

a thousand lips
a thousand tongues
a thousand throats
a thousand lungs
a thousand ways
a thousand to make it true
i want to do terrible things to you