Halo - Sundown

Your prime obsession

That glaze keeps hanging on Dancefloor confessions

Just another hit and run

Cold winter’s powder

Twist the mirrorball

The pain screams louder

For a way to end it all

This time ain’t wrong

This time ain’t right

Who is doing you tonight

Blinded by a flash for fantasy

Your soul’s discomfort

That feeling’s nothing new

Your polished glamour

Let’s you do the things you do One disco biscuit

Two mascara tears

That makeup covers well

But won’t keep in the fear