Lyrics Night Service - Jacques Greene feat. Cadence Weapon
Through
cerulean
hue
Praise
place
comes
into
view
Chance
fills
up
the
room
Train
sounds
underneath
the
moon
Hands
raised
to
the
roof
Grey
slate
under
flat
boots
Best
friend
you
ever
knew
Miracles
are
coming
out
the
blue
Circle
dances
like
a
quaker
Brings
me
right
back
to
the
pit
I
search
for
a
saviour,
Never
know
when
this
is
it
Preaching
it
to
the
congregation,
Club
Burning
up,
conflagration
Bread
and
wine
consecrated
Let's
have
a
conversation
At
night
service
Saturday
mass
Night
service
Saturday
mass
All
the
nights
with
stained
glass
In
the
future
see
the
past
Night
service
Saturday
mass
Night
service
Saturday
mass
Night
service
Saturday
mass
All
the
nights
with
stained
glass
In
the
future
see
the
past
Night
service
Saturday
mass
Loud
in
there
right
They
are
going
in
on
the
decks
tonight
Yeah
It
reminds
me
of
this
other
night
Let
me
tell
you
a
story
I
was
playing
at
the
Avalon
I
was
taking
shots
like
Avedon
It
was
the
era
before
the
phone
So
a
party
photographer
tagged
along
Neon
beams
was
flashing
The
DJ
played
the
rapture
Saw
the
light
reflective
rays
She
was
dressed
like
Chloë
Sevigny
Met
her
on
the
seventh
day
On
tour
it
was
going
off
On
the
road
with
12
apostles
Out
there
trying
to
spread
the
gospel
Started
missing
daylight
Knew
I
had
to
stop
raving
Woke
up
came
back
to
life
and
got
reincarnated
At
Night
service
Saturday
mass
Night
service
Saturday
mass
All
the
nights
with
stained
glass
In
the
future
see
the
past
Night
service
Saturday
mass
Night
service
Saturday
mass
All
the
nights
with
stained
glass
In
the
future
see
the
past
Got
so
high
I
might
just
float
Think
I
caught
the
holy
ghost
We
turn
into
wine
Yeah,
we
do
this
all
the
time
Got
some
places
we
can
go
Got
so
high
I
might
just
float
Think
I
caught
the
holy
ghost
We
turn
into
wine
Yeah,
we
do
this
all
the
time
Got
some
places
we
can
go
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