Chrome halo, bend but don’t break,
Drippin’ in redemption I ain’t ready to fake.
Mirror on mercy, look what I made —
A saint in the smoke with a switchblade fade.

Got gold in my grin, but the teeth still grind,
Faith on my sleeve and the scar behind.
I talk to my ghosts when the bassline hits,
They hum in the static — “don’t forget who this is.”

Ain’t perfect, but I shine like sin,
Little bit holy where the cracks begin.
Every failure’s just a flex in disguise,
Every prayer’s just a truth I revise.

Chrome halo, it don’t stay clean,
Still reflects everything I’ve seen.

I wear my halo like a chain —
Heavy but it gleams all the same.
Ain’t pure, but I don’t need to be,
Polished pain look good on me.
Yeah, I wear my halo like a chain —
Half divine, half dopamine.
Every dent just adds a story,
Chrome halo, built for glory.

They said grace don’t glimmer like gold,
But they never seen the dirt I’ve sold.
Built my peace on a reckless prayer,
Halfway to heaven, I’ll meet me there.

Midnight faith with a daydream curse,
Still thank God for the gift and the worst.
I glow where the guilt used to grow,
Turned my sins into streetlight show.

I ain’t tryna be flawless, I’m tryna be real,
Let the cracks in the armor show what I feel.
If the light only loves what’s clean and still,
Then it never met a heart like mine to heal.

I wear my halo like a chain —
Scuffed up soul, still untamed.
Every bruise I ever wore made me free,
Polished pain look good on me.
Yeah, I wear my halo like a chain —
Shine through the smoke and the shame.
Every flaw’s a part of my story,
Chrome halo, built for glory.

Chrome halo, catchin’ light in the rain,
I’m a sinner with style and a holy vein.
Still swingin’ between grace and fame,
But I look damn good in the flame.