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
how does it feel
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 my back
i'll heal your wounds
i'll set you free
i'm jesus christ on ecstacy
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 to make it true
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