Suck

Suck - 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

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 till 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 ecstacy

How does it feel

How does it feel

How does it feel

How does it feel

Suck

Suck

Suck

Suck

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