Suck - Nine Inch Nails
Written by：Bill Reifle/Trent Reznor/Martin Atkins/Paul Baker/Bill Reiflen
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
