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Plastic Halo

[Intro 4 beats] [Muted synth pulse fades in] [Filtered vocal ad libs] [Mall ambience background] Every window’s screaming buy me something Red cups preaching peace and goodwill You donate once and call it holy Snap a pic so the halo feels real [Verse 1 16 beats] Credit cards crying in the background Everyone’s a saint for one damn week Smile wide while you cut the line Say love loud but you don’t mean me [Pre Chorus 8 beats] Snow looks clean till you dig underneath Wrapped up lies with a ribbon and a tweet [Chorus 16 beats] Fuck your lights and your fake ass cheer Fuck the love you only show this time of year You don’t care you just want it seen Plastic halos and dopamine Fuck your trees and your charity Cash register morality Say it’s joy say it’s destiny But it just smells like greed to me [Post Chorus 16 beats] La la la Ring the bell La la la Buy your way to heaven La la la Actually hell La la la Sell your soul to get in [Verse 2 16 beats] Ugly sweaters hide ugly intentions Tip jars shaking for absolution Say you care about the children Long as someone else foots the solution Countdown clocks and seasonal kindness Expires January first at midnight You ghost pain till it fits the theme Then act shocked when it ruins the vibe [Pre Chorus 8 beats] Snow looks clean till it hits the street Melted morals at my feet [Chorus 16 beats] Fuck your lights and your fake ass cheer Fuck the love you only show this time of year You don’t care you just want it seen Plastic halos and dopamine Fuck your trees and your charity Cash register morality Say it’s joy say it’s destiny But it just smells like greed to me [Bridge 12 beats] I don’t hate joy I hate pretending I don’t hate giving I hate the branding If love needs receipts I’m not buying Keep your season I’m surviving [Break 4 beats] [Beat drops to bass only] [Dry spoken vocal] Peace on earth Terms and conditions apply [Final Chorus 16 beats] Fuck your lights and your fake ass cheer Fuck the love you only show this time of year If it’s real you don’t need a screen No receipts no audience Fuck your bells and your sponsored grace Smile sharp on a hollow face Keep your joy keep your pageantry Just don’t sell it back to me [Outro 8 beats] [Instrumentals strip back] [Mall ambience fades out] [One hollow jingle echo]