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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Einius Jarutis
Einius Jarutis
Composer
Artūras Žabas
Artūras Žabas
Composer

Lyrics

You make me holy
Since I was a child I adopted the hate
I don't give a as long as the money appreciate
Me and destiny have a date
She can bring fate
We can pop some bottles of Rosé
And when the sun goes down
And those wolves come out
We will paint this town red
Scream and shout
So they remember what we said
I've been on the grind its been a long mile
Even when I struggle I don't fumble I smile
They say when you search you will find
When you reach for the clouds you're a step closer to the sky
I'm adopted child of love
I have my eyes and have my soul
I'm holding on
You make me holy
You make me holy
Here's a toast to success
And I hope it comes in checks
Like the Nikey I will run with to come and collect
If they don't come correct
Its time I get my respect
I wish I could say I'm holy but I ain't no saint
That's another story I'm on a different page
Different higher power we don't operate the same
Every verse I write is like a scalpel to your brain
I can bring some bass for your soul
Cause life can be heinous for us all
Yeah I know your pain
Take these shots to your head like novocaine
I'm adopted child of love
I have my eyes and have my soul
I'm holding on
You make me holy
I'm adopted child of love
I have my eyes and have my soul
I'm holding on
You make me holy
You make me holy
I'm adopted child of love
I have my eyes and have my soul
I'm holding on
You make me holy
You make me holy
Written by: Artūras Žabas, Einius Jarutis
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