Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
FLETCHER
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
FLETCHER
Songwriter
Jake Torrey
Songwriter
Sylvester Willy Sivertsen
Songwriter
Phil Plested
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Malay
Producer
Sly
Producer
Rob Kinelski
Mixing Engineer
Eli Heisler
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I found God the moment that I put my lips on yours
I thought, "This is what they're talkin' 'bout"
I forgot everything that's broken in my heart
One touch, sippin' Holy Water now
It's just a feelin', feelin'
It's like an ocean wave (Oh)
And she's the freedom, freedom I need to taste
Amen, oh, her body is Bible
The only Heaven that I know (Oh-oh, yeah)
Amen, oh, her body is Bible
The only Heaven that I'll go (Oh-oh, yeah)
(Oh-oh, yeah)
(Oh-oh, yeah)
(Oh-oh, yeah)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Saw the light, at 4 A.M. we're dancin' in the dark
I like your T Swift T-shirt on the ground
Hold on tight, when the world gets hard, this shit's likе paradise
All night, you're so hot, I'm freakin' out
It's just a feelin', feelin'
It's likе an ocean wave (Oh)
And she's the freedom, freedom I need to taste
Amen, oh, her body is Bible
The only Heaven that I know (Oh-oh, yeah)
Amen, oh, her body is Bible
The only Heaven that I'll go (Oh-oh, yeah)
(Oh-oh, yeah)
(Oh-oh, yeah)
(Oh-oh, yeah)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
It's just a feelin', feelin' (Oh)
It's like an ocean wave
And she's the freedom, freedom I need to taste
Writer(s): Philip Plested, Sylvester Sivertsen, Cari Fletcher, Jacob Torrey
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