Thirteen

Bad luck wind been blowing at my back
I was born to bring trouble to wherever I’m at
I have got the number «Thirteen» tattooed on my neck
When the ink starts to itch, then the black will turn to red
I was born in the soul of misery
Never had me a name
They just gave me the number when I was young
Got a long line of heartache
I carry it well
The list of lives
I’ve broken reach from here to hell
Bad luck wind been blowing at my back
I pray you don’t look at me, I pray I don’t look back
I was born in the soul of misery
Never had me a name
They just gave me the number when I was young