paroles de chanson Pray - Ryan Vasquez

Wake up in the morning when the sun shines in
Half awake, half asleep until you chime in
The clock striking its final chords
So get up, get out, rise and shine for the house of the Lord
He knows where my dreams have been
But I still shower off that liquid sin
Down the road, chasin' Sunday sunlight
Wondering if you're feeling alright about last night
I can't quite concentrate, sit up straight, we're late
But my mind's still back in my bed
The preist starts talking
My soul goes walking
I bow my head

Cause as soon as I close my eyes
Brings me back to my temple in between those thighs
My mind does a full eclipse
And the world dissolves while I'm worshiping your lips
Your flames get hotter
Your holy water drips down your hips as it turns to Sunday
So I get on my knees and pray
Get on my knees and pray

Father, son, and the holy ghost
I'm trapped with the people that I love the most
I drift off and begin to dream
My thoughts streaming, your voice ringing, my body singing it back
Relax, when we first met
I bet you never guessed we'd be full speed ahead
Now I can't get the taste of your sweat and your wet lips out of my head

Cause as soon as I close my eyes
Brings me back to my temple in between those thighs
My mind does a full eclipse
And the world dissolves while I'm worshiping your lips
Your flames get hotter
Your holy water drips down your hips as it turns to Sunday
So I get on my knees and pray

I kneel at the shrine
I eat from the vine
Drinking your wine
I'm feeling your spine
Bending to my design
And it's all mine
I'm begging you for one more crawl
I wanna feel your waterfall, fall

Hush, don't make a sound
The service is over in the king's been corwned
I manage just a soft amen
Then I close my eyes to visit you and I again

The flames get hotter
Your holy water
Drips down your hips as it turns to Sunday
So I get on my knees and

As soon as I close my eyes
Brings me back to my temple in between those thighs
My mind does a full eclipse
And the world dissolves while I'm worshiping your lips
Your flames get hotter
Your holy water drips down your hips as it turns to Sunday
I get on my knees and pray
Get on my knees and pray