| I hear a lot about sinners
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| Don’t think that I’ll be a saint
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| But I might go down to the river
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| 'Cause the way that the sky opens up just enough
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| Yeah, it’s making me say
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| That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
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| Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
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| Oh, gosh
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| Runnin' to the altar like a track star
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| Can’t wait another second
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| 'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me feels so holy
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| I don’t do well with the drama
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| And no I can’t stand it being fake (No, no, no, no, no, no no no)
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| I don’t believe in nirvana
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| But the way that we love just so right, gives me life
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| Baby I can’t explain
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| That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
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| Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
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| Oh, gosh
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| Runnin' to the altar like a track star
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| Can’t wait another second
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| 'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me feels so holy |