Holy Justin Bieber

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[Wstęp]
F B fis F
[Zwrotka 1]
F I hear a Blot about sifisnners F 
F Don't think Bthat I'll be a saintfis     F 
F But I might Go Bdown to the rfisiver  F 
N.C.
'Cause the way the sky opens up when we touch
Yeah, it's cismaking me Bsay
[Refren]
That the way you Fhold me, hold me, Bhold me, hold me, hold mefis     F 
Feels so Fholy, holy, Bholy, holy, holyfis,    F 
On GodF 
Runnin' to the Baltar like a track stafisr  
Can't wait aFnother second
'Cause the way you Fhold me, hold me, Bhold me, hold me, hold me
fisFeels so Fholy
[Zwrotka 2]
FI don't Do Bwell with fisdramaF 
FAnd no I can't Bstand it being fakefis   
(No, no, Fno, no, no, no, no)
FI don't beFlieve in nirfisvana  F 
N.C.
But the way that we love in the night gave me life
Baby, cisI can't exFplain
[Refren]
That the way you Fhold me, hold me, Bhold me, hold me, hold mefis     F 
Feels so Fholy, holy, Bholy, holy, holyfis,    F 
On GodF 
Runnin' to the Baltar like a track stafisr  
Can't wait aFnother second
'Cause the way you Fhold me, hold me, Bhold me, hold me, hold me
fisFeels so Fholy
[Mostek]
FThey say we're too Byoung and
The fispimps and the players say, "FDon't Go crushin'"
FWise men say fools Brush in
But fisI don't Fknow (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
FThey say we're too Byoung and
The fispimps and the players say, "FDon't Go crushin'"
FWise men say fools Brush in
But fisI don't Fknow (Chance the Rapper)
[Zwrotka 3]
FThe first step Bpleases the fisFather F 
F Might be the Bhardest to takefis     F 
But Fwhen you come Bout of the fiswater F 
I'm a beFliever, my heart is Bfleshy
Life is short with fistemper like Joe PesFci
They always come and sing your Fpraises, your name is catBchy
But they don't see you how I fissee you, Parlay and DeFsi
Cross, Tween, Tween, FHesi' hit the jet Bspeed
When they get messy, Go fislefty like Lionel MFessi
Let's take a trip and get the FVespas or rent a jetBski
I know the spots that Go the fisbest weed, we goin' Fnext week
I wanna honor, wanna Fhonor you
BBride's groom, I'm my father's child
I fisknow when the son takes the first steps, the FFather's proud (Yes)
FIf you make it to the Bwater, He'll part the clouds (Uh)
I fisknow He mad you a snack like FOscar Proud (Mwah)
FSuffer it to be so now Bgotta clean it up (Ooh)
fisFormalize the union in comFmunion, He can trust (Woo)
N.C.
I know I ain't leavin' you like I know He ain't leavin' us (Ah)
I know ciswe believe in God, and I know BGod believes in us
[Refren]
That the way you Fhold me, hold me, Bhold me, hold me, hold mefis     F 
Feels so Fholy, holy, Bholy, holy, holyfis,    F 
On GodF 
Runnin' to the Baltar like a track starfis   
Can't wait aFnother second, on GodF 
Runnin' to the Baltar like a track starfis   
Can't wait aFnother second, on GodF 
Runnin' to the Baltar like a track starfis   
Can't wait aFnother second
'Cause the way you Fhold me, hold me, Bhold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so fisho-ho-ho-holy

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