lyrics
I'll read your pages,
I'll take it all in,
But this desire,
Burns under my skin,
I pray on my knees,
Every single day,
I wanna tell you things,
No one should ever say,
I need you all the time,
(I'm so rotten)
Turning water into wine,
(I'm so rotten)
I bow to God,
Up in the sky,
But you turn me on,
Oh! My-oh-my,
Maybe just one taste,
Maybe just one kiss,
Mixing Jesus Christ,
With euphoric bliss,
I need you all the time,
(I'm so rotten)
Turning water into wine,
(I'm so rotten)
My God pulls me in,
My God takes me into her skin,
My God is so pure,
My God sees what I endure,
Sometimes it's hard,
To draw the line,
Between what perverts me,
And what is divine,
I need you all the time,
(I'm so rotten)
Turning water into wine,
(I'm so rotten)
credits
from
Atrophy,
released February 2, 2011
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