Kiesza - Take Me to Church lyrics

My lover's got humour
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, ' you 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 deathless 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 deathless 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 deathless 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 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 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

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