My Halo’s Rusted to the Bone
TitanChord
They used to say I had a shine
But rust sets in with blood and time
Ain’t no polish for a past like mine
I wear my wrongs like borderline
Baptized in whiskey, born in fire
Truth ain’t holy — it just tires
I ain’t fallen, I just leaned
Where the light don’t reach between
My halo’s rusted to the bone
Don’t sit right, never shone
Bent by hands that meant to save
Now it crowns a soul they couldn’t brave
It don’t glow, it don’t blind
Just a relic of the mess I hide
My halo’s rusted to the bone...
And I still wear it proud
They want clean and born again
But I’ve been dirt since who knows when
I gave the good a fair damn try
But grace don’t stick to men like I
So let 'em preach and raise their glass
To stories written clean and fast
Mine’s a hymn with busted strings
Out of tune but still it sings
My halo’s rusted to the bone
Weathered through, chipped and lone
Ain’t no angel on this road
Just a man who carries what he owed
Don’t need wings or borrowed light
I ride by fire, not what’s right
My halo’s rusted to the bone...
But it’s mine alone
My halo’s rusted to the bone
Don’t shine bright, but it’s my own
Might not pass their sacred test
But I sleep just fine with my regrets
So say your prayers, I’ll keep my flaws
At least I earned each line I cross
My halo’s rusted to the bone...
And I ain’t layin’ it down
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Lyrics
They used to say I had a shine But rust sets in with blood and time Ain’t no polish for a past like mine I wear my wrongs like borderline
Baptized in whiskey, born in fire Truth ain’t holy — it just tires I ain’t fallen, I just leaned Where the light don’t reach between
My halo’s rusted to the bone Don’t sit right, never shone Bent by hands that meant to save Now it crowns a soul they couldn’t brave It don’t glow, it don’t blind Just a relic of the mess I hide My halo’s rusted to the bone... And I still wear it proud
They want clean and born again But I’ve been dirt since who knows when I gave the good a fair damn try But grace don’t stick to men like I
So let 'em preach and raise their glass To stories written clean and fast Mine’s a hymn with busted strings Out of tune but still it sings
My halo’s rusted to the bone Weathered through, chipped and lone Ain’t no angel on this road Just a man who carries what he owed Don’t need wings or borrowed light I ride by fire, not what’s right My halo’s rusted to the bone... But it’s mine alone
My halo’s rusted to the bone Don’t shine bright, but it’s my own Might not pass their sacred test But I sleep just fine with my regrets So say your prayers, I’ll keep my flaws At least I earned each line I cross My halo’s rusted to the bone... And I ain’t layin’ it down
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Swampy dark country with blues rock attitude and melodic backbone. The
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