Idfc X Take Me To Church - Remix Song

My lover's got humour 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 gettin' 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 Oh, good God, let me give you my life Take me to church (you're 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 Oh, good God, let me give you my life If I'm a pagan of the good times (God) Good-, good-, good times Good-, good-, good times Take me to church, ch-, ch- Take-, 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) A-a-a-a-a-a-a, amen Amen, amen A-a-a-a-a-a-a, amen Amen, amen Take me to church I'll- (Royalty Collective) Take me to, church Take me (God) (God) God God (oh!) Take me to church Take me to church God Take-, take-, take me to church, church Church, church, church, ch-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 (and you can sharpen your knife)