It's almost cruel, the blue in your eyesThe kind of blasphemy that makes a congregation cryWhen I'm with you, it's like nothing elseLike I could run and tell the Devil to go fuck himselfOh, Lord, I ain't afraid to dieIf it means I'm by your sideIt would be such a heavenly way to say goodbyeFrom now, until the afterlifeBe it rain, or hail, or shineWe could be intertwinedWhether you were heaven-sent to save mе from aboveOr the only one who doеsn't hate me, that's enoughWhen I need someone to save me from original sinYou call me like a chorus only angels can singNow I think about you all of the timeOh, what a heavenly kind of state of mindYou bring me peace that I'd never findThere's only chaos when I'm left here to my own deviceTo tell the truth, I think you saved my lifeGiving my heart over to you would be no sacrificeOh, Lord, I ain't afraid to dieif it means I'm by your sideIt would be such a heavenly way to say goodbyeFrom now, until the afterlifeBe it rain, or hail, or shineWe could be intertwinedWhether you were heaven-sent to save me from aboveOr the only one who doesn't hate me, that's enoughWhen I need someone to save me from original sinYou call me like a chorus only angels can singNow I think about you all of the timeOh, what a heavenly kind of state of mindAnd I feel the rapture when I'm looking at yaOh, what a heavenly kind of state of mindYou're the only reason that I keep believingOh, what a heavenly kind—Darling, you were heaven-sent to save me from aboveYou're the only one who doesn't hate me, that's enoughWhen I need someone to save me from original sinYou call me like a chorus only angels can singNow I think about you all of the timeOh, what a heavenly kind of state of mindAnd I feel the rapture when I'm looking at yaOh, what a heavenly kind of state of mindYou're the only reason that I keep believingOh, what a heavenly kind of state of mind
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It's almost cruel, the blue in your eyes
The kind of blasphemy that makes a congregation cry
When I'm with you, it's like nothing else
Like I could run and tell the Devil to go fuck himself
Oh, Lord, I ain't afraid to die
If it means I'm by your side
It would be such a heavenly way to say goodbye
From now, until the afterlife
Be it rain, or hail, or shine
We could be intertwined
Whether you were heaven-sent to save mе from above
Or the only one who doеsn't hate me, that's enough
When I need someone to save me from original sin
You call me like a chorus only angels can sing
Now I think about you all of the time
Oh, what a heavenly kind of state of mind
You bring me peace that I'd never find
There's only chaos when I'm left here to my own device
To tell the truth, I think you saved my life
Giving my heart over to you would be no sacrifice
Oh, Lord, I ain't afraid to die
if it means I'm by your side
It would be such a heavenly way to say goodbye
From now, until the afterlife
Be it rain, or hail, or shine
We could be intertwined
Whether you were heaven-sent to save me from above
Or the only one who doesn't hate me, that's enough
When I need someone to save me from original sin
You call me like a chorus only angels can sing
Now I think about you all of the time
Oh, what a heavenly kind of state of mind
And I feel the rapture when I'm looking at ya
Oh, what a heavenly kind of state of mind
You're the only reason that I keep believing
Oh, what a heavenly kind—
Darling, you were heaven-sent to save me from above
You're the only one who doesn't hate me, that's enough
When I need someone to save me from original sin
You call me like a chorus only angels can sing
Now I think about you all of the time
Oh, what a heavenly kind of state of mind
And I feel the rapture when I'm looking at ya
Oh, what a heavenly kind of state of mind
You're the only reason that I keep believing
Oh, what a heavenly kind of state of mind
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