Take Me to Church Kiesza

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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