Lee Foss - Only The Gods Lyrics
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Only The Gods
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What Are The Lyrics For Only The Gods By Lee Foss?
It's the ache I feel, the need, I need to touch you
I know instinctively your aura's all I'm drawn to It's an overflow, all this energy When we're skin on skin, oh, it's all I need In this moment now my purpose it to love you Heaven can explain this kinda love Feel our spirits intertwine Got me all kinds of devotional Oh, oh And only the Gods can save us now And only the Gods can save us now And only the Gods can save us now And only the Gods can save us now I'll be on my knees, I got no need for praying I'll give all of me, my heart is for the taking Getting closer now to divinity Through the smoke I see you vividly Covered in your light, I'm finally awakened Heaven can explain this kinda love Feel our spirits intertwine Got me all kinds of devotional Oh, oh And only the Gods can save us now And only the Gods can save us now (Got no need for praying) (Heart, taking) And only the Gods can save us now And only the Gods can save us now And only the Gods can save us now (Got no need for praying) (Heart, taking) And only the Gods can save us now And only the Gods can save us now And only the Gods can save us now |
Who Wrote Only The Gods By Lee Foss?
Gavin Koolman, Hannah Wilson, Joe Doyle, Kiris Houston, Luke Mac, Nathan Duvall
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What's The Duration Of The Only The Gods By Lee Foss?The duration of Only The Gods is 4:42 minutes and seconds. |
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