She's the giggle at a
Knows everybody's disa
I should've worshipped her
If the Heavens ever
She is the last true
Every Sunday's getting
A fresh poison
'We were born sick,
My church offers no
She tells me 'worship in the
The only heaven I'll be
Is when I'm alone
I was born sick
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I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your
Offer me that
Good
Take me to chu
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your
Offer me that
Good
My lover's the
To keep the Goddess on
She demands a sac
To drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the
That's a fine looking
What you got in the st
We've a lot of starving
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work.
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your
Offer me that
Good
Take me to chu
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your
Offer me that
Good
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I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your
Offer me that
Good
Take me to chu
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your
Offer me that
Good