Broken Things from Midnight Mass by Rifle

Ooh, aah
Ooh, aah
Ooh, aah

Bloodless, anemic, empty, and wanting
Throw off your winding sheet and let us go a-haunting
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil, you look good in red
Kick up your heels, go off the rails, dance with the dead

Fly to me on tattered wings
Bring me flowers and broken things
Offer me the greatest prize
The broken thing behind your eyes

Ooh, aah
Ooh, aah
Ooh, aah

You haunt my dreams, and I possess you
Exhume you, caress you, test you, and best you
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil, you look good in red
Kick up your heels, go off the rails, dance with the dead

Fly to me on tattered wings
Bring me flowers and broken things
Offer me the greatest prize
The broken thing behind your eyes

This fate looks good on you, and you wear it well
My scarlet bride, my lovely queen of hell
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil, you look good in red
Kick up your heels, go off the rails, dance with the dead
Fly to me,
Fly to me my broken thing, my broken thing, my broken thing yeah
On tattered wings, on tattered wings, on tattered wings
Dance with the dead, with the dead
My broken thing, my broken thing, my broken thing
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
My broken thing
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil
Kick up your heels, throw off the veil

• Rock
• alternative
• hard rock
• loud
• prog rock
• Louisville