Halos
All I see are halos
Turning into smoke
Tangled with the holy ghost
And burning in my throat
I need absolution
I need to atone
For the flesh that holds my bones
Crown, me with thorns
Repentance for, my wicked world
And hell, calls me home
With open arms, and heaven mourns
So crown, crown me with thorns
Dig into my skin
Bleed out the sin
I feel holy
I am clean again
Maybe this time I’ll get my wings
Something’s wrong
My halo
I don’t see my halo
I bled and I don’t feel clean
I thought that if I could
Mutilate this body
My soul could be free
Like a dove in a cage
I just want my wings
But good god I'm trying
And I hope it shows
That these words that i’ve spoken
Are all that I have
It’s all that I have
And nothing left is plenty
Strip me to the bone
Take me to the cross
Crown me with thorns
Repentance for, my wicked world
Hell calls me home
With open arms and heaven mourns
So crown
Crown me with thorns
My halo
I just need my halo
I just want my halo
My halo
