[Verse 1] Eyes like code in the night Scrollin' through sins I saved Candy-colored caps on the table Halo cracked, still shaved Laugh while I sharpen my doubts Teeth on the edge of the thought Dance on the line with the reaper Tag his name on the wall I fought Grin with the glitch in my smile Brain doing backflips, wild Saint in the pit for a while Then I bite, then I bite, then I [Chorus] Got a glitch in my halo, halo Laugh in the dark when I say so, say so Spin in the void like a tornado Hands to the sky, let the fear go (let the fear go) If I fall then I fall in a bassline If I break then I break on the down-time Got a glitch in my halo, halo Burning this blessing in daylight [Verse 2] Pocket full of bad ideas Cute little pills in a row Kiss my reflection, fake Tell him he ready to blow Play with the fuse like a toy Smile while the countdown talks I turn my dread into joy Stomp that dread into chalk Head full of bugs that bite Still I’m the star of the night Waltz with the worst in my mind I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m— [Chorus] Got a glitch in my halo, halo Laugh in the dark when I say so, say so Spin in the void like a tornado Hands to the sky, let the fear go (let the fear go) If I fall then I fall in a bassline If I break then I break on the down-time Got a glitch in my halo, halo Raving on top of the landslide [Bridge] [Beat drops, bass swells, crowd chant] One for the panic, two for the shame Three for the voices calling my name Four for the rush that covers the pain Five in the rave, I’m born again (hey!) [Chorus] Got a glitch in my halo, halo Laugh in the dark when I say so, say so Spin in the void like a tornado Hands to the sky, let the fear go (let the fear go) If I fall then I fall in a bassline If I break then I break on the down-time Got a glitch in my halo, halo Leave all my ghosts in the strobe light

rap, High-BPM hybrid of feral DnB and blown-out trap: pounding breakbeats and massive reese bass under eerie, toybox-pluck melodies. Male vocals, distorted and doubled on key lines; verses tight and breathless, switching pockets. Chorus explodes with sidechained rave synth stacks and crowd-chant gang vocals, then dives into a brutal drop with filtered growls and riser screams. Master hits loud and abrasive, clipping at the edges for chaotic festival energy., playful

Glitch In My Halo