This is as good a place to fall as any We build our alter here Make me your maria I'm already on my knees You had jesus on your breath And I caught him in mine Sweating our confessions The undone and the divine This is his body This is his blood
Such selfish prayers And I can't get enough Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah I can't get enough Spilled milk tears I did this for you Spilling over the idol
The black and the blue Sweetest submission Drinking it in The wine, the women, the bedroom hymns 'cause this is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers and I can't get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah I can't get enough I'm not looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution I'm not here looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution This is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough
This is his body Oh, this is his love Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough I can't get enough Whoa, yeah, whoa.
Crédito: zipdior
Compositor: FlorencePublicado em 2011 (01/Nov)ECAD verificado fonograma #9288437 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM