Dixie Lane – Broken Halo

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——————–Lyrics————————
I used to shine a little brighter,
But now my flame is burning low.
Wore my halo like a fighter,
But it’s slipping, don’t you know?
Every day’s a quiet battle,
With the shadows in my mind.
The weight gets heavier to handle,
And I’m falling further behind.

I’m searching for a light in the dark,
But all I see are fading sparks.
I try to rise, but I feel so small,
Like I’ve been built just to fall.

Now I wear a broken halo, shattered in the storm,
The pieces of my soul are tired, weathered, worn.
I’m lost in a maze of echoes and fears,
Trying to rebuild through the weight of my tears.
I wear a broken halo, but I’m still here.

I’ve been chasing after healing,
But the scars run too deep.
Tried to cover up this feeling,
But it haunts me in my sleep.
I keep pretending that I’m stronger,
But the truth slips through the seams.
How much longer can I wander
Through this maze of broken dreams?

I’m searching for a light in the dark,
But all I see are fading sparks.
I try to rise, but I feel so small,
Like I’ve been built just to fall.

Now I wear a broken halo, shattered in the storm,
The pieces of my soul are tired, weathered, worn.
I’m lost in a maze of echoes and fears,
Trying to rebuild through the weight of my tears.
I wear a broken halo, but I’m still here.

Maybe there’s strength in all this pain,
Even in the cracks, something remains.
I’m falling apart, but still I’ll try,
To find my wings before I die.

Now I wear a broken halo, shattered in the storm,
The pieces of my soul are tired, weathered, worn.
I’m lost in a maze of echoes and fears,
Trying to rebuild through the weight of my tears.
I wear a broken halo, but I’m still here.
Yeah, I’m still here.

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