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?

Suck

Suck

Suck

How does it feel?

Suck

Suck

Suck

She makes it sweeter than the sun

I get to 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 ecstasy

How does it feel?

Suck

Suck

Suck

How does it feel?

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

How does it feel?