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 and you 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