saint claire – no halo lyrics
i got no halo in my pocket
and yet my feet don’t touch the ground
i drew my wings with chewed up pencils
i built this house all on my own
you couldn’t break
break me if you wanted
i been here fa+ar too many times
it gets me high
high off the pressure
a bit+a like gold in fire
(ahh)
hats off to the pressure
diamonds are the cold
lead turned into gold
sweat blood and the bruises
they know what the truth is
work me ’til it hurts
slow, down, slow
build me up slow
down, slow, down
kiss with the pain
i was made by the dead
i got no halo in my pocket
and yet my feet don’t touch thе ground
i drew my wings with chewed up pеncils
i built this house all on my own
(ahh)
hats off to the pressure
diamonds are the cold
lead turned into gold
sweat blood and the bruises
they know what the truth is
work me ’til it hurts
slow, down, slow
build me up slow
down, slow, down
kiss with the pain
i needed pressure to live
somehow it won’t let me go
(oooh)
hats off to the pressure
diamonds are the cold
lead turned into gold
sweat blood and the bruises
they know what the truth is
i got no halo in my pocket
and yet my feet don’t touch the ground
i drew my wings with chewed up pencils
i built this house all on my own
i was made by the dead
(got no halo in my pocket)
and yet my feet dont touch the ground
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