Amber Alert (feat. Black Cat Bill)

[Verse 1: Eliza Grace]
Living in a pipe dream
My clean conscience, stream of conscience, don't lie
Living in a bad dream, thirteen, unseen, pillow talk in my prime
I know you wanna fight me, bite me, spite me, but you can't even talk
You only wanna beat me to a pulp and drink the juice through a straw

[Pre-Chorus: Eliza Grace]
I pried a door from its hinge
I'll tell you once, not again
I'll be a bigger, better, stronger type of man

[Chorus: Eliza Grace]
I carry my halo like I'm fully armed from the south-side town and
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye
I carry my halo like I'm fully armed from the south-side town and
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye

[Verse 2: Eliza Grace]
They're calling me AMBER alert with how much I go missing
Kidnapped, to get back, right back, intact, it's a new beginning and
You don't need to save me, tame me, change me
Crazy's a friend of mine
Been killing with kindness, ignorant blindness, since 2005

[Pre-Chorus: Eliza Grace]
I pried a door from its hinge
I'll tell you once, not again
I'll be a bigger, better, stronger type of man

[Bridge: Black Cat Bill]
Nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run to
My demons hit me back to back like they are one two
There ain't no warning when they come through
Now my reflections like the barrel of a gun who
Got all these scars and open wounds as the evidence
But I been countin' my blessings baby I’m heaven sent
Bloody feathers on my wings and tears in my eyes
If love is war no need to ask if I’m down for a fight

[Chorus: Eliza Grace & Black Cat Bill]
I carry my halo like I'm fully armed from the south side town and
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye
I carry my halo like I'm fully armed from the south side town and
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye

99 bullet holes inside of my pride
But you got me fucked up, think I’ll let it slide
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye

A warrior inside a garden, dearly departed
Even with this broken heart I still play my part
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye

99 bullet holes inside of my pride
But you got me fucked up, think I’ll let it slide
I carry my halo like a weapon on a red line, red eye, black eye