Broken halos

(Verse 1)

Stare at the screen, another perfect face

Another filter, another empty space

Trying to fit inside a box they've made

A perfect picture, a predictable parade

I tried to fix it, tried to hide the cracks

But every mirror just keeps pushing back

They whisper names, they call you out of line

But I see a signal, a beautiful design

(Chorus)

Oh-oh-oh, they want us all to be the same

Oh-oh-oh, they try to put us in a frame

But look around you, we're the misfits, we're the freaks

The ones who talk when no one wants to speak

We're broken halos, we're the rebels, we're the flawed

We're every imperfection, praised and not ignored

'Cause I'm not perfect, and I'm proud of what I am

And if you're like me, then let's go, so am I!

(Verse 2)

You're wearing stripes when everyone wears plaid

They say your choices are a little bit too mad

You've got a passion that they don't understand

A different rhythm in a crowded land

I see the bruises, I see the scars you hide

The battles fought deep down inside

But every story, every twist and turn

Is just a lesson that we've had to learn

(Chorus)

Oh-oh-oh, they want us all to be the same

Oh-oh-oh, they try to put us in a frame

But look around you, we're the misfits, we're the freaks

The ones who talk when no one wants to speak

We're broken halos, we're the rebels, we're the flawed

We're every imperfection, praised and not ignored

'Cause I'm not perfect, and I'm proud of what I am

And if you're like me, then let's go, so am I!

(Bridge)

They'll try to break you, they'll try to shut you down

They'll try to steal your voice and take your crown

But we're a symphony of different sounds

We're the lost and found on hallowed grounds

So crank the volume, let the feedback ring

Let every misfit start to dance and sing!

The more they push us, the louder we will shout

We'll tear the walls of all their shallow doubt

(Guitar Solo)

(Fast-paced, melodic guitar solo with a touch of distortion and a catchy lead melody, backed by the driving rhythm section)

(Chorus)

Oh-oh-oh, they want us all to be the same

Oh-oh-oh, they try to put us in a frame

But look around you, we're the misfits, we're the freaks

The ones who talk when no one wants to speak

We're broken halos, we're the rebels, we're the flawed

We're every imperfection, praised and not ignored

'Cause I'm not perfect, and I'm proud of what I am

And if you're like me, then let's go, so am I!

(Outro)

So am I! (Echoing)

Yeah, so am I!

Broken halos, standing tall!

So am I!

(The music crescendos with a final, powerful guitar chord that rings out, followed by a quick, sharp drum hit to end the song.)