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Florence + the Machine - Bedroom Hymns
...3,
2,
1
This
is
as
good
a
place
to
fall
as
any
We'll
build
our
altar
here
Make
me
your
Maria
I'm
already
on
my
knees
You
had
Jesus
on
your
breath
And
I
caught
Him
in
mine
Sweating
out
confessions
The
undone
and
the
divine
'Cause
this
is
his
body,
this
is
his
love
Such
selfish
prayers
and
I
can't
get
enough
Yeah,
I
can't
get
enough
Spilt
milk
tears,
I
did
this
for
you
Spilling
over
the
idle,
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
Yeah,
I
can't
get
enough
I'm
not
here
looking
for
absolution
Because
I've
found
myself
an
old
solution
I'm
not
here
looking
for
absolution
Because
I've
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
(whoa,
whoa)
I
can't
get
enough
(whoa,
whoa)
Yeah,
I
can't
get
enough
(whoa,
whoa)
Yeah,
ah,
ah
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