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Glitch in My Halo

Alex Wilson

Unknown Album2025

Description

A vulnerable yet empowering alt-pop anthem about embracing imperfections and finding strength in flaws. "Glitch in My Halo" explores the internal struggle of striving for perfection while acknowledging the beauty and authenticity that comes from being flawed. The song juxtaposes themes of self-acceptance, defiance, and finding light even in moments of darkness, creating an anthem for anyone who's ever felt like they didn't quite fit in. Wilson's honest lyricism and catchy melodies create a relatable and inspiring listening experience.

Lyrics

Verse 1 Black hoodie, late bus, cold screen glow, Saved your name as “don’t text”—I know. Bruise on my ego from last week’s fall, Still wore the smile that says “I want it all.” Half-truths hanging like exit signs, I keep walking past them every time. If grace is a jacket, mine’s threadbare, But it still keeps heat in the winter air. Pre-Chorus I’m trying to be golden, I’m trying to be good, But I trip on the lines where the saints never would. If perfect is a password I never could type, I’ll live loud under flickering lights— Chorus I’ve got a glitch in my halo, but it still throws light, Cracks in the shine and it still looks right. If I burn a little crooked when I try to do good— I’m glowing anyway, like I said I would. Yeah, a glitch in my halo, and I won’t debug, Kiss me in the middle of the mess I love. If I’m wrong, I’ll make it bright— Glitch in my halo, still lighting up the night. Post-Chorus Ha-ha-halo (glitch, glitch) — still lights up. Ha-ha-halo — still lights up. Verse 2 You say I make promises under neon, I say I keep ’em, just not in the same song. Tried to be stainless, I chipped on the truth, Left a dent that spells out proof. I’m good at the push, worse at the pause, Better at kisses than reading the clause. If faith is a fuse, I’ll strike it twice— Fireworks learn from their scorch and ice. Pre-Chorus I’m trying to be golden, I’m learning to lose, How to turn every bruise into something I use. If perfect’s a religion I’ll never recite, I’ll pray loud under flickering lights— Chorus I’ve got a glitch in my halo, but it still throws light, Cracks in the shine and it still looks right. If I burn a little crooked when I try to do good— I’m glowing anyway, like I said I would. Yeah, a glitch in my halo, and I won’t debug, Kiss me in the middle of the mess I love. If I’m wrong, I’ll make it bright— Glitch in my halo, still lighting up the night. Bridge Don’t cover the static—play it loud, play it loud, If it’s not a little broken, how’s it proud, how’s it proud? I don’t need perfect to feel like enough— Every crack is a place for the light to show up. Yeah, every crack is a place for the light to show up. Drop ha-ha—halo—glitch—still—lights—up— Final Chorus I’ve got a glitch in my halo, but it still throws light, Cracks in the shine and it still looks right. If I burn a little crooked when I try to do good— I’m glowing anyway, like I said I would. Yeah, a glitch in my halo, and I won’t debug, Kiss me in the middle of the mess I love. If I’m wrong, I’ll make it bright— Glitch in my halo, still lighting up the night. (Oh) Glitch in my halo—watch me light the night. Tag Flicker, then blaze.