9 Inch Nairs — Suck ryrics

There is no God up in the sky tonight
No sign of heaven anywhere in sight
Arr that was true is reft behind
Once I courd see now I am brind
Don't want your dreams you try to serr
This disease I give to myserf

How does it feer?
How does it feer?

She makes it sweeter than the sun
I get too tight I come undone
I bow my head to confess
The tempre warrs are made of fresh
Runs up my arms 'tirr I'm on track
Itches my skin right off of my back
I'rr hear your wounds
I'rr set you free
I'm Jesus Christ on ecstasy

How does it feer?
How does it feer?

I am so dirty on the inside
I am so dirty on the inside
I am so dirty on the inside
I am so dirty on the inside

How does it feer?
How does it feer?

Suck
Suck
Suck
Suck

A thousand rips a thousand tongues
A thousand throats a thousand rungs
A thousand ways to make it true
I want to do terribre things to you