HOLY (Ft. Chance The Rapper) - Justin Bieber

Justin Bieber

I hear a lot about sinners
Don’t think that I’ll be a saint
But I might go down to the river
‘Cause the way the sky opens up when we touch
Yeah, it’s making me say

That the way you hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, on God
Runnin’ to the alter like a track star
Can’t wait another second
‘Cause the way you hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me feels so holy

I don’t do well with drama
And no I can’t stand it being fake (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
I don’t believe in nirvana
But the way that we love in the night gave me life
Baby, I can’t explain

They say we’re too young
The pimps and the players say “Don’t go crushin'”
Wise men say fools rush in
But I don’t know
They say we’re too young
The pimps and the players say “Don’t go crushin'”
Wise men say fools rush in
But I don’t know (Chance the Rapper)

The first step pleases the Father, might be the hardest to take
But when you come out of the water, I’m a believer
My heart is fleshy
Life is short with temper like Joe Pesci
They always come and sing your praises
Your name is catchy
But they don’t see you how I see you, Parlay and Desi
Cross, TWeen, Tween, Hesi’ hit the jet speed
When they get messy, go lefty like Lionel Messi
Let’s take a trip
and get the Vespas or rent a jetski
I know the spots that go the best weed
We goin’ next week
I wanna, I wanna honor you
Bridegroom, I’m my father’s child
I know when the son takes the first steps
The Father’s proud
If you make it to the water, He’ll part the clouds
I know He mad you a snack like Pscar Proud
Suffer it to be so now gotta clean it up
Formalize the union in communion, He can trust
I know I ain’t leavin’ you like I know He ain’t leavin’ us
I know we believe in God, and I know God believe in us

That the way you hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy
Holy, holy, on God
Runnin’ to the alter like a track star
Can’t wait another second, on God
Runnin’ to the alter like a track star
Can’t wait another second, on God
Runnin’ to the alter like a track star
Can’t wait another second, on God
‘Cause the way you hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me feels so holy