[Verse 1] Tits out, guts in, nothin’ but thread This vest saw me fuck and fight and play dead Blood down the seams, puke in the pleat Still smells like sweat and smoked rancid meat [Pre-Chorus] No wash, no shame—just rot and pitch Rides my ribs like a back-alley itch If I go down, let ‘em know the rest— She died lookin’ HOT in that TATTERED VEST! [Verse 2] Stained with whiskey, blood, and spit Barely hangs on these curves that just don’t quit Ripped at the navel, burnt at the back Pressed to the swell of my godless rack [Pre-Chorus] Tore it on fences, soaked it in sin Ripped to hell, my second skin [Bridge] You wanna know me? Learn the stains. Splash of liquor, blood, or brains. Crusted by lovers, Dusted with bones, Ripped where the night got wild— Every thread’s frayed, crooked and defiled. [BREAKDOWN] YOU WANT A PIECE OF THIS?!! YOU THINK YOU'RE BAD ENOUGH TO SPURT ON THIS BLUE?!! IT HELD MY HEAT THROUGH SWAMP BOGS MURKY! DRIPPED IN LUST, SPIT, AND WILD TURKEY! NO GLOVE, NO COVER, NO SHAME—JUST PELT I TOOK BEATINGS IN THIS THING WE BEEN THROUGH HELL No gods, no wash, no backing down Hyena's stripped and slinkin' No gods, no wash, no backing down Tattered, blessed and stinkin' [Final scream] I AIN’T BURNIN’ IT. I AIN’T BURYIN’ IT. I’LL DIE IN THIS GODDAMN VEST— AND I'LL FUCKIN' ROT INTO ITS STAINS! [Final Chorus] This vest’s my shroud, my howl, my jest! Each rip’s a hymn to the filthiest quest! I strut like a queen in my ruin-dress— ALL HAIL THE RAG, ALL HAIL MY VEST! This blue vest’s my heart, my scream, my jest! Rotting proud on my matted-fur chest! If I go down, let ‘em know the rest— She died lookin' HOT in that TATTERED DENIM VEST!
