Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My lover's got humor
He's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped him sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
He's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's gettin' more bleak
A fresh poison each week
[Verse 2]
We were born sick, you heard them say it
[Verse 3]
My church offers no absolutes
He tells 'em, worship in the bedroom
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you
[Verse 4]
I was born sick
But I love it
Command me to be well
Amen, amen, amen, amen
[Verse 5]
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
Offer me that 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
[Verse 6]
If I'm a pagan of the good times
My lover's the sunlight
Keep the God on my side
He demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get somethin' shiny
Somethin' meaty for the main course
That's a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We've a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty, that looks plenty
This is hungry work
[Verse 7]
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
[Verse 8]
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence that our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad and earthly scene
Only then, I am human, only then, I am clean
Amen, amen, amen, amen
[Verse 9]
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
Offer me that 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
Written by: Hozier
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