Cats
Category: Writing and Poetry
You told me The cats got fleas but they're still happy You and I we got bugs Im getting sicker By the minute I'm still here it's my photo finish I'm still the best I'm getting clean with all the rest You'd never seen those tracks on me I'm getting out I'm getting free I'm so sorry to everybody I let down But if I stay here in the goddamned town I'll be dead by Sunday I'll be everywhere you are » Continue Reading