Religion by Rita Ora Lyrics

[Intro: Julia Michaels]
A Love that will be your heaven
A Love that will be your heaven
A Love that will be your heaven
A Love that will be your heaven

[Verse 1: Rita Ora]
Gave you something to believe in
More than just a feeling
Something to sink your teeth in, deep into it
Give you something that gets you craving
A touch that'll get you saved in
A love that'll be your heaven, baby come on

[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]
Let me show you what it's like
To let someone love you right
Let me show you what it's like, like, like

[Chorus: Rita Ora]
Oooh
You don't have to make decisions right now
But tonight you'll be seeing stars in the dark
Look at my moonlight
Say you love but you ain't living, have faith
Cause tonight you'll be on your knees
Making me your religion
[Post-Chorus: Rita Ora]
Ooh, ooh
Making me your religion
Ooh, ooh
(Religion)

[Verse 2: Rita Ora]
Let me ask you questions
Tell me your confessions
Have you ever been broken before this shit?
Make it better, let me kiss it
I promise I can fix it
And I will walk on water just to prove it, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]
Let me show you what it's like
To let someone love you right
Let me show you what it's like, like, like

[Chorus: Rita Ora]
Oooh
You don't have to make decisions right now
But tonight you'll be seeing stars in the dark
Look at my moonlight
Say you love but you ain't living, have faith
Cause tonight you'll be on your knees
Making me your religion
[Post-Chorus: Rita Ora, Wiz Khalifa]
Ooh, ooh
Making me your religion
Ooh, ooh (Yeah, uh)

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Make me your everything
Make me the nigga that will give you a wedding ring
Make me the nigga that will go to take love all this time
Make me the one that don't give a fuck bout em dollar signs
Make me the one
Smoking weed when we see the sun
Come up in the morning, you tell me you ain't get enough
We fuck and you're going
You tell me you didn't even cum
We're rolling that presidential, I'm thinking we should run
We're at our best
The mothers thinking niggas test
But they don't even know we did better with less
I roll another one for the ones bringing the stress
I get that on my chest
And get back to the love, cause I'm blessed

[Post-Chorus: Rita Ora, Wiz Khalifa]
Making me your religion
Ooh, ooh (Hahahaha)
Making me your religion (Wooo)
Ooh, ooh (Religion)
Making me your religion
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
Say you love but you ain't living, have faith
Cause tonight you'll be on your knees
Making me your religion

[Outro: Rita Ora]
Ooh, Ooh (Religion)
Ooh, Ooh (Religion, religion)
Making me your religion, oh