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EmMy lover's got AmhumourEm
She's the giggle at a fAmuneral G
Knows everybody's disapAmproval Em
I should've worshipped her sAmooner Em
If the Heavens ever dAmid speaEmk
She is the last true Ammouth piGece
Every Sunday's getting mAmore bleaEmk
A fresh poison eAmach weDek
'We were born sick,C you heard them say it Em
My church offers no abAmsoluteEms
She tells me 'worship in the AmbedrooGm'
The only heaven I'll be sAment tEmo
Is when I'm alone wAmith yDou
I was born sickC, but I love it
Command me to be well
GAaaaaaaCaa GaaaaaaaaCmamen. AaaGaaaaameCmn. GAmenG F# Em
*The G ? f# are power chords sliding downwards*
[Chorus](2x)
Take me to chuEmrch
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lBies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your kGnife
Offer me that deaAmthless death
Good EmGod, let me give you my lAmifeG F#
[Verse 2](2x)
EmIf I'm a pagan of the goAmod timEmes
My lover's the sunAmlight G
To keep the Goddess on Ammy sideEm
She demands a sacriAmfice D
To drain the whole Csea
Get something shEminy
Something meaty for the Ammain couEmrse
That's a fine looking hAmigh hoDrse
What you got in the sCtable?Em
We've a lot of starvinAmg faithDful
That looks taCsty, That looks plenty, This is hungry work
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
CNo masters orG kings when the rB7itual begins Em
There isC no sweeter iGnnocence than B7our gentle siEmn
In the mCadness and soGil of that B7sad earthly sEmcene
Only Cthen I am hGuman
Only tB7hen I am cleaEmn D C
GAmen. ACmen. AGmen Cm G Cm G G F# Em
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