(Gotta figure out how to start)
I couldn't tell you what has happened to me
Waitin for the stud that I've been anxious to see
Hangin in the club I got a pretty good buzz
Steppin to the mic you never know what he does
It starts to feel like religion
It starts to feel like love
It starts to feel like religion
My own flesh and blood
Living in this place everybody's like just playin their part
Then you take a shot, it goes straight to the heart
Opens up your eyeballs to the way that we are
Open up your eyeballs that this girl was a star
It starts to feel like religion
It starts to feel like love
It starts to feel like religion
My own flesh and blood
Give it up
Everybody asks me what has happened to me
Like I'd even care what the throngs might see
Bloodshot eyes, my nerves are gonna spike
But I still can see what the real thing looks like
Yeah
It starts to feel like religion
It starts to feel like love
It starts to feel like religion
It's like flesh and blood
Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up