I see you sick and curled up like cats
do when psychos abuse them yeah
you want to purr but you're far too gone
I check your collar ain't got no name
And I know you want it
And I know you like it
And I know you got it
And I know you love
D.R.U.G.S.
You're full of silence when I tell you
cats are meant to be cool and cute
You're off your head you look like a corpse
Milk-white face like the saddest moon
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