Halos
Sipping fire, exchanging lies
Listening to paradise, I love it just her and I
The only thing real here is that we both real scared
She acts like she's opening up, act like I told her enough
Things a moving in a hurry
She's complaining that she love me when she barely knows me
Got me stressing 'cause your low-key, I'm feeling the same
Low-key I'm feeling the same
But my heart is like some tissue paper wrapped in some barbed wire
Put into a teddy bear and thrown into a bonfire
Drowned in its own tears, tears for another's pain
For which I was to blame, for which I have no shame
I just hope that she's feeling the same
(I just hope that she's feeling the same)
Halos, we wear 'em like we're living in cathedrals
We try to hide the truth, but oh, no we know
The devil too strong
I'm talking evil, he's chasing us we try to run, but we slow
So we don't always make it back to where we belong
I can tell you've had it hard
That's okay, I don't need to see your scars
I'm just here and happy to be your Mars
Your great escape from a world you can't take
What they showed you
No wasn't what they sold you
Just a bunch of facades pretending to be mirages
Where we go from here?
Halos, we wear 'em like we're living in cathedrals
We try to hide the truth but oh no we know
The devil too strong
I'm talking evil, he's chasing us we try to run, but we slow
So we don't always make it back to where we belong
I'm spending Sunday afternoon in my doomsday outfit
If the sky falls, I don't care, it's a free ticket outta here
Ask an angel how it feels, bet they say wonderful yeah
Sweeter than honeybuns, yeah, fresh out the oven ones, yeah
If there's heaven on earth, must be hell in heaven
There's no telling its worth, there's no bell and no curve
Like we barely differ, like we rarely absurd
Guess if we were all zombies, could probably get along here
But how are we to dream on the other side
How are we to dream on the other side
How are we to dream on the other side
How are we to dream on the other side
Or do the chips keep falling, money keep calling
Everybody is all in, yeah, biggest pot, and we all win yeah
Don't save it we all spend, yeah
All pray and we all sin often
Halos we wear 'em like we're living in cathedrals
We try to hide the truth but oh no we know
The devil too strong
I'm talking evil, he's chasing us we try to run, but we slow
So we don't always make it back to where we belong
Listening to paradise, I love it just her and I
The only thing real here is that we both real scared
She acts like she's opening up, act like I told her enough
Things a moving in a hurry
She's complaining that she love me when she barely knows me
Got me stressing 'cause your low-key, I'm feeling the same
Low-key I'm feeling the same
But my heart is like some tissue paper wrapped in some barbed wire
Put into a teddy bear and thrown into a bonfire
Drowned in its own tears, tears for another's pain
For which I was to blame, for which I have no shame
I just hope that she's feeling the same
(I just hope that she's feeling the same)
Halos, we wear 'em like we're living in cathedrals
We try to hide the truth, but oh, no we know
The devil too strong
I'm talking evil, he's chasing us we try to run, but we slow
So we don't always make it back to where we belong
I can tell you've had it hard
That's okay, I don't need to see your scars
I'm just here and happy to be your Mars
Your great escape from a world you can't take
What they showed you
No wasn't what they sold you
Just a bunch of facades pretending to be mirages
Where we go from here?
Halos, we wear 'em like we're living in cathedrals
We try to hide the truth but oh no we know
The devil too strong
I'm talking evil, he's chasing us we try to run, but we slow
So we don't always make it back to where we belong
I'm spending Sunday afternoon in my doomsday outfit
If the sky falls, I don't care, it's a free ticket outta here
Ask an angel how it feels, bet they say wonderful yeah
Sweeter than honeybuns, yeah, fresh out the oven ones, yeah
If there's heaven on earth, must be hell in heaven
There's no telling its worth, there's no bell and no curve
Like we barely differ, like we rarely absurd
Guess if we were all zombies, could probably get along here
But how are we to dream on the other side
How are we to dream on the other side
How are we to dream on the other side
How are we to dream on the other side
Or do the chips keep falling, money keep calling
Everybody is all in, yeah, biggest pot, and we all win yeah
Don't save it we all spend, yeah
All pray and we all sin often
Halos we wear 'em like we're living in cathedrals
We try to hide the truth but oh no we know
The devil too strong
I'm talking evil, he's chasing us we try to run, but we slow
So we don't always make it back to where we belong
Credits
Writer(s): Yannick Hughes, Matthew Fishman
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