[Verse] Let go of halos They are meaningless accessories And the light they shine can be Deceptive and blinding Just a reflection Of the lie they're hiding As they flash toward the sky [Chorus] And a real muse uses a pitch fork To nudge you in the right direction Even when the truth burns I've gotta make the most Of the voices preaching at me From each side of my strong Capable shoulders [Verse] Let go of halos They are meaningless accessories And the light they shine can be Deceptive and blinding Just a reflection Of the lie they're hiding As they flash toward the sky [Chorus] And a real muse uses a pitch fork To nudge you in the right direction Even when the truth burns I've gotta make the most Of the voices preaching at me From each side of my strong Capable shoulders
