You knock at my door, meow the whole night
And when I open up for you, you light
Looking for you, I climb each tree on my street
I run and run until I got soaked feet
Accept and you're gone and then staid in, soar
Lock my door and sit down by the fire place
But ones my bones are finally warm
And my body has regained some strength
I know you'll knock again
Loud and persistently
I am tired, please, let me be
I am tired, you're no good for me
This dream has been dreamed
But this dream has been dreamed
I'm a little mouse sitting under your table
Love another leftovers you're throwing down for me
I pick ‘em up and treat each one as a pearl
I collect ‘em and end ‘em and set ‘em in gallery
I s** on the bones of your chicken ma**ala
I lick on your garbage bin, it's my treasure and that's the state you'll find me in
I am tired, please, let me be
I am tired, please, don't throw nothing more down for me
‘cause that's, for sure, no good for me
Don't you treat me, don't you tell me
This dream has been dreamed
Don't you treat me, don't you tell me
That this dream has been dreamed