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Lucifer is standing on a house of love
Doing all those things I was dreaming of
He's throwing out some with his golden gloves
Well, he and I was thinking of a thousand more

Sinners in style, always breathing
Madame and I, now I'm bleeding
Why else do we love it? We still need it
We still love it, we still love it, yeah

Lucifer is standing on a house of love
As if I wasn't waiting from worlds above
He's boxing out women with his golden glove
He's clean and he's thinking, he's rising up

Sinners in style, always breathing
Where we loved it, now we need it
Why else do we love it? We'll still read it
Why else do we love it, why else do I love it, yeah?

Hold on to your feelings
Hold on to your feelings
Hold on to your feelings
Hold on to your feelings

Sinners in style, always breathing
Where we loved it, now we need it
Why else do we love it? We still read it
Why else do we love it, why else do we love it?

Why else do we love it, why else do we love it?
We still love it, we still love it

Hark the herald angels sing
Fa la la la la la la la la
Glory to the new born king
Fa la la la la la la la la
Lucifer is standing on a house of love   Doing all those things I was dreaming of   He's throwing out some with his golden gloves   Well, he and I was thinking of a thousand more      Sinners in style, always breathing   Madame and I, now I'm bleeding   Why else do we love it? We still need it   We still love it, we still love it, yeah      Lucifer is standing on a house of love   As if I wasn't waiting from worlds above   He's boxing out women with his golden glove   He's clean and he's thinking, he's rising up      Sinners in style, always breathing   Where we loved it, now we need it   Why else do we love it? We'll still read it   Why else do we love it, why else do I love it, yeah?      Hold on to your feelings   Hold on to your feelings   Hold on to your feelings   Hold on to your feelings      Sinners in style, always breathing   Where we loved it, now we need it   Why else do we love it? We still read it   Why else do we love it, why else do we love it?      Why else do we love it, why else do we love it?   We still love it, we still love it      Hark the herald angels sing   Fa la la la la la la la la   Glory to the new born king   Fa la la la la la la la la