Released: February 7, 2020
Featuring: Steve James
Songwriter: Wrabel STINT Kesha Sean Douglas
Producer: Omega (Producer) STINT Steve James
[Verse 1]
Hallelujah
I'm still here, still bringin' it to ya
Ohm, like Buddha
Good girls know how to get hard too, ya
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm all fucked up in my Sunday best
No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress
Hungover, heart of gold, holy mess
Doin' my best (Ah), bitch, I'm blessed
[Chorus]
Oh, if you couldn't tell
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
Singing oh, mama raised me well
But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell
[Verse 2]
Hands up, witness
Solo cup full of holy spirits
Somethin' wicked
Speakin' in tongues in my blood-red lipstick
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm all fucked up in my Sunday best
No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress
Only God can judge this holy mess
Bitch, I'm blessed
[Chorus]
Oh, if you couldn't tell
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
Singing oh, mama raised me well
But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell
Beat like this, make me feel that power
[Chorus]
Oh, if you couldn't tell
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
Singing oh, mama raised me well
But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell
[Outro]
Can I get an amen?
This is for the misfits of creation
Take this as your holy validation (Come on)
You don't need to hide your celebratin'
This is our salvation
Can I get an amen?
This is for the misfits of creation
Take this as your holy validation
You don't need to hide your celebratin'
Hallelujah
I'm still here, still bringin' it to ya
Ohm, like Buddha
Good girls know how to get hard too, ya
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm all fucked up in my Sunday best
No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress
Hungover, heart of gold, holy mess
Doin' my best (Ah), bitch, I'm blessed
[Chorus]
Oh, if you couldn't tell
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
Singing oh, mama raised me well
But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell
[Verse 2]
Hands up, witness
Solo cup full of holy spirits
Somethin' wicked
Speakin' in tongues in my blood-red lipstick
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm all fucked up in my Sunday best
No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress
Only God can judge this holy mess
Bitch, I'm blessed
[Chorus]
Oh, if you couldn't tell
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
Singing oh, mama raised me well
But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell
Beat like this, make me feel that power
[Chorus]
Oh, if you couldn't tell
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
Singing oh, mama raised me well
But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell
[Outro]
Can I get an amen?
This is for the misfits of creation
Take this as your holy validation (Come on)
You don't need to hide your celebratin'
This is our salvation
Can I get an amen?
This is for the misfits of creation
Take this as your holy validation
You don't need to hide your celebratin'