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well
Your tattered clothes won't suite you well
My mind fills up with more balloons
Before I float away too soon
Take my hand and i'll die
Don't stop

find my grocery store
What the fuck is going on
I stumble to the middle of town
It's fucking gone
This is a disaster movie
Tattered and torn my graduate

tattered roads that's still uncertain
I got flesh wounds on my skin that need concealing
From fighting with genes like we playing tekken
I got holes in my

Pick up the pieces of these bridges that you've burnt
Cause these tattered walls ain't what they once were
Just give it time and you'll find yourself

rings no more, lost so much faith through time

Well that 1800 dirt road country service church
Shelter of a poet in a worn down tattered ol' t-shirt

feelings
I camouflage like chameleon
I have a dairy why get tattered
Snitch rats get rat-a-tattered
Goodie tattoo gathered

In the world of my own, I can't

What's the matter
Seen the pattern
You been at it with me

I get madder
You get tattered
What just got into me?

I been scattered
You been shattered

I rise the dirt falls from me, tattered flesh and rotted bone 
I see but my eyes are no more, have the hunger the need to feed

I shall rise, feel

haven't been the fullest
I hate that I'm far away
Not just from you
From everything
I want a reawakening
I've been asleep
Stagnant with a tattered faith
I

Gasping for air, one thing you said you'd never do I remember you swear
These tears won't ever heal my tattered heart no
These tears won't ever quench my

the way
But the wax has melted down to my fingertips
To my finger tips
And maybe reading all the stories could help me see you
But the pages are tattered

Loud conversations pour
Through the tattered screens
Children playing deadly games
On fractured concrete and crabgrass
Older children watching now

Don't leave me tattered, yea
I fall into the sun
Father's lookin' down at his son
He deep dive
I fall into the sun
Father's lookin' down at his son
He

me in the sheets
Don't look back, this is it
For me
Not you
Ingrained, I'm bruised
Tattered the rope was descended by you
Love stricken misery
Took

The binds are tattered
One day, this generation will rise again to see you fall
So many souls were broken
In a thousand pieces
The dark unleashes
The fear

On a hill far away stood an old Chevrolet 
Its tires all tattered and torn 
It just would not crank, had a leak in its tank 
Someday I’ll exchange it

the floodgate opened the river rushed inside his mind
Resolve broken, it was tattered and torn
When I cry
The sea runs dry
And when I stop
It seems I haven't shed

excuses, I felt useless, and I blew up in your face
Spit your poison on my tattered rage, 'cuz I'm tired of being tough
Tired of playing tough
Don't expect

and shattered dreams;
Tattered bags and tattered jeans,
Always Something that I need
I'm Insatiable Unrelatable, unreliable,
Feel like crashing my car innuh guard

I am just a scarecrow
Tattered Jacket hangin' down, down, down
Watching' over nothin'
'Cause nothin' ever comes around
Except these black old crows

a part of me
For now it's part of you

Careful plays on fields that seem
To vanish when they're in between
And softly as I walk away
In freshly tattered

find her broken
They all know where she's been
Her tattered wings defined by who they are and what they've stolen
And In their eyes she's spiralling
But

tattered and torn
I'll get mine and you'll get yours
Most days I'm praying for the sun to rise
Most days I'm praying for the sun to rise
Let it pass me by

TATTERED MITTENS
Words & Music by
Thomas R. COSGROVE

I’m a knight of the road,
And my bags are as light as a feather floating in the breeze,
I have