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Walking on glass is getting old You look for my stare My shoulders getting cold It's hard to hide, I don't care Recalled a moment when I made you smile just because And that's where I'll be with my, my crooked halo above Our crooked halos A fallen angel and the devil's son Our crooked halos Aren't fooling anyone (Our crooked halos) Seems like forever that I've been hugging rose stems Fed you flowers to rid the bitter taste left by them Recalled a moment when I made you cry just because And that's where I know we'll be our crooked halos above Our crooked halos A fallen angel and the devil's son Our crooked halos Aren't fooling anyone (Our crooked halos) Blindly I reach for your hands Chain them with mine Forced to drag me along Lest you leave me behind 'Til death do we rot Trapped my heart in a cell Tied a permanent knot Around a match made in Hell (Our crooked) halos A fallen angel and the devil's son Our crooked halos Aren't fooling anyone Halos A fallen angel and the devil's son Our crooked halos Aren't fooling anyone (Our crooked halos)
Writer(s): Tyler Johnson, Hiram Patrick Hernandez Jr., Ryan G. Bruce, Anthony J. Cappocchi, Alejandro Arranda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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