milck - take me to church lyrics
my lover’s got humor
she’s the giggle at a funeral
knows everybody’s disapproval
i should’ve worshipped her sooner
if the heavens ever did speak
she’s the last true mouthpiece
every sunday’s getting more bleak
a fresh poison each week
“we were born sick”
you heard them say it
my church offers no absolutes
she tells me “worship in the bedroom”
the only heaven i’ll be sent to
is when i’m alone with you
i was born sick, but i love it
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 deathless death
good god, let me give you my life
if i’m a pagan of the good times
my lover is sunlight
to keep the goddess on my side
she demands a sacrifice
to drain the whole sea
get something shiny
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 deathless 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
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 and you can sharpen your knife
offer me that deathless death
good god, let me give you my life
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