Suck

Suck, suck, suck

There is no God up in the sky tonight

No sign of heaven anywhere in sightAll 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 myselfHow does it feel? Suck, suck, suck

How does it feel? Suck, suck, suckShe makes it sweeter than the sun

I get too tired, I come undone

I bow my head to confess

The temple walls are made of fleshRuns up my arms 'til I must scratch

Itches the skin right off my back

I heal your wounds, I set you free

I'm Jesus Christ on ecstasyHow does it feel? Suck, suck, suck

How does it feel? Suck, suck, suckHow does it feel? [Incomprehensible]

How does it feel? [Incomprehensible]How does it feel? How does it feel?

How does it feel?