Tattered Robes - Lucky Month

Kill me Tattered and torn Something aches Tattered and torn Bad things slither Tattered and torn My floors are burning down Tattered and torn And I can't find a window Tattered and torn This is medieval Tattered and torn This is cerebral Tattered and torn Suffocated Tattered and torn Melodramatic Tattered and torn Driven to the verge of Tattered and torn I make you my enemy Tattered and torn The nerves you sever Tattered and torn Can serve you better Tattered and torn In the blink of an eye Tattered and torn In the space of a second Tattered and torn Open my wrists Tattered and torn Give me my lessons Tearing myself apart From the things that make me hurt! Tearing myself apart From the things that make me hurt! Tearing myself apart From the things that make me hurt! Tearing myself apart From the things that make me! Tearing myself apart From the things that make me hurt! Tearing myself apart From the things that make me hurt! Tearing myself apart From the things that make me hurt! Tearing myself apart From the things that make me hurt!

Might as well get used to you End it all like you said you'll do Cause talk is cheap boy out on the street Cause people know when there's heat I'm torn and I'm tattered Sick and tired living my life singing the same old song Oh I, I feel a little battered Looks like I'm living my life running a one-man show Oh, I, I don't know where the feeling's gone I'll survive, I'll stay alive, I'm gonna carry on Tell me tell me, won't you tell me Where's my mister man Who will try to deny me now Everything I plan to be I'm torn and I'm tattered Sick and tired living my life singing the same old song Oh I, I feel a little battered Looks like I'm living my life running a one-man show Oh, I, I don't know where the feeling's gone I'll survive, I'll stay alive, I'm gonna carry on Riding the rodeo Up and down we go, yeah Where we'll end up I just don't know Like a rodeo Down we go (Riding the rodeo Up and down we go) (Riding the rodeo Up and down we go) (Riding the rodeo Up and down we go) (Riding the rodeo Up and down we go) I'm torn and I'm tattered Sick and tired living my life singing the same old song Oh I, I feel a little battered Looks like I'm living my life running a one-man show Oh, I, I don't know where the feeling's gone I'll survive, I'll stay alive, I'm gonna carry on I got to walk away I got to end this pain I'm gonna make it through See, I'm getting over you I got to walk away I got to end this pain I'm gonna make it through See, I'm getting over you I'll stay, stay alive I'll stay alive Look at my face (Riding a rodeo, so high, so fly) (Riding a rodeo, so high, so fly) (I don't know) I'm torn and I'm tattered

We drained every dime, in the lower east side And you failed to catch the train back to Queens So you came to my room We did some things that we knew not to do In the glow of the night's golden hue You've got a tattered line of string And you tied 'round everything That you want to call your own But it never seems to hold When we walk, we agreed That we would not ever speak of Of this night to anyone that we both knew Then you said "Every time we kissed I felt something that couldn't exist" And I confessed that I thought I felt it too I've got a tattered line of string And I tied 'round everything That I want to call my own But it never seems to hold I've got a tattered light of string And I tied 'round everything That I want to call my own But it never seems to hold You've got a tattered light of string And you tied 'round everything That you want to call your own But it never seems to hold I've got a tattered line of string And I tied 'round everything That I want to call my own But it never seems to hold

There comes Lopt, the treacherous Lusting for revenge He leads the legions of the dead Towards the Aesir's realm They march in full battle dress With faces grim and pale Tattered banners and bloody flags Rusty spears and blades Cries ring out loud and harsh From cracked and broken horns Long forgotten battle cries In strange and foreign tongues Spear and sword clash rhythmically Against the broken shields they beat They bring their hate and anarchy Onto Vigrid's battlefield There comes Lopt, the treacherous He stands against the gods His army grim and ravenous Lusting for their blood Nowhere is longer safe The earth moves under our feet The great world tree, Yggdrasil Trembles to its roots Sons of Muspel gird the field Behind them Midgaard burns Hrym's horde march from Nifelheim And the Fenris wolf returns Heimdal grips the Giallarhorn He sounds that dreaded note Oden rides to quest the Norns But their web is torn The Aesir rides out to war With armor shining bright Followed by the einherjer See valkyries ride Nowhere is longer safe The earth moves under our feet The great world tree, Yggdrasil Trembles to its roots Sons of Muspel gird the field Behind them Midgaard burns Hrym's horde march from Nifelheim And the Fenris wolf returns