Cat's Eyes

Dan Bull

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    I know how it feels to be abandoned on the street
    That sinking feeling being stranded in the deep
    We've reached rock bottom hit little, but cold concrete
    We'll roam around this stone savannah, anxious souls can't sleep
    Nevertheless, I'm living life like a lioness
    Lying in hiding 'till the time is right, you might read it as idleness
    This isn't nihilistic violence
    It's kill or die, no pillow fights though feather's fly, there's no denying this

    Stray little kitty wandering on the street
    This place isn't pretty, but it belongs to me
    I stay busy, constantly watching
    I see so many things nobody wants to see
    Looking at life
    Through the cat's eyes
    Looking at life
    Through the cat's eyes, cat's eyes, cat's eyes

    I know how it feels to be abandoned on the street
    Any time I fall, though I'll be landing on my feet
    Dancing on the beat, I never miss a step
    And when I hiss, it isn't disrespect, it just means I'm a bit suspect
    Come at existence like a scientist
    I try and fit the different pieces, interweave them 'till I finally find a fix
    But don't confuse my cold, aloof quite attitude for shyness
    This happens, if you live a life categorized as high risk

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    Stray little kitty wandering on the street
    This place isn't pretty, but it belongs to me
    I stay busy, constantly watching
    I see so many things nobody wants to see
    Looking at life
    Through the cat's eyes
    Looking at life
    Through the cat's eyes, cat's eyes, cat's eyes

    I know how it feels to be abandoned on the street
    Hanging on for dear life is standard for me
    I see in the dark through neon and sparks
    And what you say's decay, I call surrealist art
    A real fine line between a feline and a fearless heart, I feel it start
    Scratch the veneer, reveal the stuff concealed inside
    I claimed these streets and made them mine, but they could take me any time
    From day to night, a dangerous life, but I ain't the type to stay inside

    Stray little kitty wandering on the street
    This place isn't pretty, but it belongs to me
    I stay busy, constantly watching
    I see so many things nobody wants to see
    Looking at life
    Through the cat's eyes
    Looking at life
    Through the cat's eyes, cat's eyes, cat's eyes

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