Take me to Church - YABØII

Composed by：Hozier

My lover's got humor

She's the giggle at a funeral

Knows everybody's disapproval

I should've worshiped her sooner

If the heavens ever did speak

She's the last true mouthpiece

Every sunday's getting more bleak

A fresh poison each week

We were born sick

You heard them say it

My church offers no absolutes

She tells me

Worship in the bedroom

The only heaven I'll be sent to

Is when I'm alone with you

I was born sick but I love it

Command me to be well

Take me to church

I'll-at the shrine of your lies

I'll-and you can sharpen your knife

Offer me that deathless death

Good God

Let me give you my life

Take me to church

Your good God

At the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

And 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

Good good

Good times

Good good times

Take me to church

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog

At the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

And you can sharpen your knife

Aaa amen amen

Amen

Aaa amen amen

Amen

Take me to church

I'll

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Take me to

Church

Take me

God

God

God

Take me to church

Take me to church

God

Take take take me to church

Church

Church

Church

Church

Church church

Take take take me to church

I'll worship like a dog

At the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins

Sharpen your knife