fifth harmony
take me to church
My lover's got humour She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshipped her sooner If the heavens ever did speak She is the last true mouthpiece Every sunday's getting more bleak A fresh poison each week "We were born sick" But I love it Command me to be well 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 If I'm a pagan of the good times My lover's the sunlight To keep the goddess on my side She demands a sacrifice That looks tasty That looks plenty This is hungry work 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 my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life 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 my deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Take me to church