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OK (RIP) x Bruised Cathedral Static (Mashup)

(Oh, oh, oh, oh) Concrete halo, flicker in the rain Dead‑eyed angels riding on the train I know it's tough during this time of year Holidays dig deep and they find them tears Graffiti prayers drip down the wall Cheap red wine and a slow freefall Reminiscing ’bout loved ones that's gone too soon Just know it's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay Every impulse is a warning sign Every shadow tracing over mine But it ain't, strap up your boots, get in the paint Live every day of your life until you can't Bleed in the city bruise, let it swallow you whole We’re dancing on the fault line, losing control It's gonna be okay On my mama, it's gonna be okay Cut through the feedback, tear through the haze We’re burning out young in abandoned graves Don't cry, don't cry, it's gonna be okay Sing it with me, sing it with me, it's gonna be okay Dirty halos under yellow light Cigarette confessions in the dead of night Happiness is a place that seems far removed But Mommy's still here, it's written all in your face Your Dad's still here, just written all in your heart Your best friend's light's still guiding you through the dark Your Granny and your Grandpa too Even though they still gone, they gonna live through you Your kiss tastes sharp like a metal blade Tongue‑tied hymns for the mess we made Chain‑smoke faith in a borrowed car Nail‑bite rhythm beating like a scar Bleed in the city bruise, let it swallow you whole We’re dancing on the fault line, losing control Come on, come on, it's gonna be okay Sing it with me, it's gonna be okay You say “salvation’s just a TV glow” Turn it up louder, let the circuit blow Choose to focus on your wins on this day And don't forget to praise the Man on this day I don’t want heaven if it feels this clean Keep your white light off my TV screen I’ll take the churches with the broken glass Serotonin ghosts in the overpass I don’t want mercy, I just want the noise White‑hot panic in the shape of poise If this is holy, let the speakers crack If there’s a God here, she’s not coming back Hands up, blacked out, riot in our veins Kick drum thunder, gasoline rain Hands up, blacked out, scream until it fades We are the choir of the unmade (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Come on, come on, it's gonna be okay Bleed in the city bruise, let it swallow you whole We’re dancing on the fault line, losing control Static on the altar, humming in your chest We were never broken, we were never blessed This for the ones that was gone too soon We ain't letting pain enter the room Cut through the feedback, tear through the haze We’re burning out young in abandoned graves Sing it with me, sing it with me It's gonna be okay Hands up, blacked out, scream until it fades We are the choir of the unmade Fade into the sirens, vanish in the glow It's gonna be okay, let the credits roll (Oh, oh, oh, oh) One time for ’em (Oh, oh, oh, oh) It's gonna be okay