Kween Kat

All my days are lightning

Still don't need a friend, i'm left to move

Picture spread still frightening

I burn those sticks alone

It's not my home

I feel her hand upon my leg

Am i still or am i true?

The words no longer feed my head

A cat would never mess my bed

Bold as thrills are sometimes

You can't bleed every day, i'm packed away

Cold as he will tell you

My sign is what i say

And i can't say

The father came, hit and run

We never knew where he came from

The father came, hit and run

We never knew just what he'd done

I'm left undone




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