Kiesza
Kiesza - Take Me To Church lyrics
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My lover's got humor He's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshiped her sooner If the Heavens ever did speak He is the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday's getting more bleak A fresh poison each week 'You were born sick', heard them say it My church offers no absolution He told me, 'Worship in the bedroom' The only heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm alone with you We were born sick But I love it Command me to be well Amen Amen Amen Amen Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that senseless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that senseless death Good God, let me give you my life If I'm a pagan of the good times My lover's the sunlight To keep this God on my side He demands a sacrifice To drain the whole sea Get something shiny, yeah Something meaty for the main course That's a fine looking high horse What you got in the stable? That's a lot of starving faithful That looks plenty That looks tasty This is hungry work Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that senseless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that senseless death Good God, let me give you my life No masters or kings When the ritual begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene Only then I am human Only then I am clean Amen Amen Amen Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that senseless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife Offer me that senseless death Good God, let me give you my life