Found in December - Halo

You say I smoke too much
You say I don’t talk much
You say that you’re worried
Don’t worry
So many places we could go
I hang my head where the wind blows
I might be dead by tomorrow
Flying up high with angels
Or maybe down low with the devil
Either way, I have a halo
I’m hanging on
I’m letting go
I’m hanging on
I’m letting go
So many places we could go
I hang my head where the wind blows
I might be dead by tomorrow
Flying up high with angels
Or maybe down low with the devil
Either way, I have a halo

Written by:
Samuel Parkin

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