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
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'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