Bedroom Hymns Lyrics

This is as good a place to fall as any
We'll 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
Spilled milk tears,
I did this for you
Spilling over the idol

The black and the blue
The 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 here 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
This is his love
Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah
I can't get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah
I can't get enough
Whoa, whoa, yeah
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written by WELCH, FLORENCE LEONTINE MARY / GHOST, AMANDA / DENCH, IAN ALEC HARVEY / MCCRACKEN, DAVE
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.