Pla$ticHalo.

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Hollow on the line Oh-oh,

oh-oh Halo made of plastic shine

Phone in my palm like a saint in the rain Numbers going

up while I'm losing my name

Smile for the screen,

the screen smiles back Wallet full of pixels,

mouth full of black

Pay me, pay me,

pay me, pay

me

Pay me, pay me,

pay me, ooh

Plastic halo on my head,

head, head

Plastic halo when I'm dead,

dead, dead

Plastic halo on my head Algorithm got me fed Love the way

it pays me dead Love the way it pays me dead

Mama said the church don't take it in cash

Pastor on the live stream,

smile and a flash

Crying in the kitchen with a phone on the floor Counting all

the strangers loving me more

Pay me, pay me,

pay me, pay me

Pay me, pay me,

pay me, ooh

Plastic halo on my head,

head, head

Plastic halo when I'm dead,

dead, dead

Plastic halo on my head Algorithm got me fed Love the way

it pays me dead Love the way it pays me dead Hollow

in the holy water Phone is ringing in my hand

Sold a piece of every daughter Sold a piece of every man

Pay me slow, pay me sweet Halo melting in the heat

Pay me dumb, pay me deep

Plastic, plastic in my teeth

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Pay me till I'm finally dead

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Plastic halo on my head