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?