Suck (Live)

Suck (Live) - Nine Inch Nails

Written by：Bill Reifle

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 your dreams you try to sell

This disease I give to myself

How does it feel

How does it feel

She makes it sweeter than the sun

I get too 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 of my back

I'll heal your wounds

I'll set you free

I'm Jesus Christ on Ecstacy

How does it feel

How does it feel

I am so dirty on on the inside

I am so dirty on on the inside

I am so dirty on on the inside

I am so dirty on on the inside

How does it feel

How does it feel

Suck

Suck

Suck

Suck

Suck

Suck

Suck