: We're bringing on the night, and everything that it entails. This is for all the of times I've been made into a saint. Haunted by a halo you thought
just know (what do you know?) Bury them don't keep 'em. Praise to the vision That pays for the angel. Coins in communion Ring like a halo.* Lay me
: Desiree's in disarray waiting for her angels to come Where she used to feel the weight of a thousand lifetimes Now she just feels numb But there was
in the city under a halo of lights The product of war and fear that we've been victimized I'm the patron saint of the denial With an angel face and a
But angel's on a misson to earn redemptive ears So what does an angel use What does an angel do What does an angel chose to do Earn geometrical halos
me I know As we go in circles I am fading now As we go in circles Halo's glowing, showing me where I can turn Angels falling, somehow I know I am loved
m new But before I'm through Your gonna see I paddle my own canoe Cause I'm solo A young pro on the go Close to an angel But I wear no Halo I just shake
two towers that's lodged Follow the Wao like the Buddhist Tao Teach peace or transform the Priest, the ruthless Angel So what you want huh - horns or halo
Wallpapers of gangsters hang up Next to King Solomon Amen Ra and King Tut Beneath that incense burns frank incense the fragrance of the prince Priests the saint the angels
: She's got her halo and wings Hidden under his eyes But she's an angel for sure She just can't stop telling lies But it's too late for his love Already
going downtown me an my girls, going out counting down, to detination ten to zero, mushrom cloud little angel, iv been too good ditch the halo, for
up I can't find my own way to the door I can see that you are an angel whose wings just won't unfold tune up your harp, polish your old halo the only
: I think of the one that I become Left plant from the brightness of your halo No one shines like you do My filthy mouth and broken words This small
got hustle? Who got they family with 'em? Who pay for they muscle? Yo it's all gon' come out in the wash, the lost angel with dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo
: Multi-colored barcodes in all the different shades of grey Walk with me through this doorway of skulls Where the angels with cocaine wings play Count
a manger trouble is my friend, I aint far in the danger Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo New Orleans
you go How is ev'rything in heaven Tell me, 'cause I want to know Why did you trade heaven For all these earthly things What did you do with your halo