Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cats, artist - The Riverboat Gamblers. Album song To The Confusion Of Our Enemies, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 24.04.2006
Record label: Volcom Entertainment
Song language: English
Cats |
Latchkey children, so we don’t have to find a villain |
Cause we’re bored and sleepy face down on a desk |
Gotta backpack full of comics and a condom in my wallet |
I don’t need another comment about not using it yet |
But it’s o.k. |
I’m gonna skip out early and cut through the lawn |
To the cache of porno mags that we’ll read until dawn |
I said «f**k you», I’m not mistaking your downtalk for sympathy |
And it’s not true, your happy ending won’t come about like this |
We’re like how. |
You’re not gonna like at the end the protagonist ends up alone |
Just like a cat wanders off to go die by itself in the snow |
Focus all my vision on the uncoming collision for a second |
Then I put it right back out of my mind |
And I’ll be sleeping at the neighbours with six dollars and a skateboard |
I’ll be working on the same trick, can I pull it this time? |
And I get such guilt to chew, I’ll chew it over |
All the things we didn’t do, I’ll do it over |
And if you let me I won’t screw it up again |
I probably will, I probably will, I probably will |
I said «f**k you», I’m not mistaking your downtalk for sympathy |
And it’s not true, your happy ending won’t come about like this |
We’re like how… You're not gonna like at the end the protagonist ends up alone |
Just like a cat wanders off to go die by itself in the snow |
I mighta had something back then |
But it all fell apart from the end to the start |
The chip on my shoulder ain’t got any older or harder to hold |
I might just need a break, but this world keeps spinning, world keeps spinning |
All of this constant motion keeps me from winning, keeps me from winning |
You better get here cause the keg might start to float |
«No we got a long time… maybe…right?» |
You’re not gonna like at the end the protagonist ends up alone |
Just like a cat wanders off to go die by itself in the snow |
I mighta had something back then |
But it all fell apart from the end to the start |
The chip on my shoulder ain’t got any older or harder to hold |
We’re like cats that wander off and die… |