I[ntro]

Rusty… halo…

Fallen, but still glowing…

Smoke on my breath, ash in my chest…

Even angels don’t rest.

I ain’t holy, I’m chain-smokin’ scriptures,

Blessings turn bitter, cracked glass pictures.

Drunk off communion, blood in my cup,

Lost in the choir when the devil showed up.

They said “angel,” but the wings got stains,

Trade my prayers for a blunt just to ease the pain.

Ash on my robe, halo bent outta line,

Glowin’ in the gutter, still think I’m divine.

Smile like a sinner but I stare at the sky,

Even angels get tired of livin’ a lie.

Rust in the glow, but the flame won’t die.

Rusty halo, still hangin’ low,

Drippin’ ashes on the streets where the lost souls go.

Rusty halo, watch it corrode,

I’m a fallen star burnin’ in a midnight show.

Rusty halo, my sins still show,

Crown of smoke rising every time I blow.

Rusty halo, shadows I sow,

But the fire in my chest still refuses to go.

No confession, my sins too loud,

Halo’s crooked but I wear it proud.

Bar fight heaven, I’m spillin’ my grace,

Tattooed scripture all over my face.

I don’t kneel down, I don’t beg for mercy,

Every prayer dirty, every angel curse me.

Saints in denial, prophets all fake,

But I’ll roll another blunt just to stay awake.

Choir turned silent when the smoke rolled in,

Holy water burnin’ holes in my skin.

Cross turned upside, truth turned lies,

Even God’s children got red in their eyes.

From the choir to the streets, I’ve been outta control,

Still a spark in the rust, still a flame in the cold.

Rusty halo, still hangin’ low,

Drippin’ ashes on the streets where the lost souls go.

Rusty halo, watch it corrode,

I’m a fallen star burnin’ in a midnight show.

Rusty halo, my sins still show,

Crown of smoke rising every time I blow.

Rusty halo, shadows I sow,

But the fire in my chest still refuses to go.

Bend, break, halo don’t shine…

But the glow still creeps through the cracks in time.

Smoke in my lungs, fire in my veins,

Even angels learn how to love the pain.

Bleed, burn, ashes don’t fade…

From the rust in the crown to the bed I made.

Rusty halo… (still burning, still burning)

Rusty halo… (no returning, no returning)

Rusty halo…

I’m a fallen star… I’m a fallen star…

Still burnin’… still burnin’…