Testo di 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 fore? 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 I feel her hand upon my leg Am I still fore? Am I true? The words no longer feed my head A cat would never Mess my bed 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 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