Like A Cat Lyrics - Singles - The Number Twelve Looks Like You

Give him back his sweater 

that poor fellow has only orchestrated symphonies 

into the poisoned ant hills 

You have tried I'm afraid 

don't let it hurt 

I shouldn't stay 

show your cards now 

I want out stain the tub 

clot the streak 

cock the wheel 

push it deep 

fallen shade drowsy left me hopeless 

carve my head 

great disguise took a breath 

gave it back 

early-aged,self pitying, misfit, experience, coincidence, quality menstruating. 

it makes more sense to speak nonsense 

What is it like to scatter organs all over a deeply pasteurized land 

Just like a cat without a mouse 

it masturbates 

it violates Sadistic dresser 

Maybe it's the ability to choose 

that makes a wounded player take to the field 

and laugh at his injury 

than to be fed peas and carrots by his sitter 

Farewell to the oldsmobile 

acknowledge the new models 

farewell farewell 

Set me back in my old sweater 

for an hour or two 

I can obtain satisfaction mutilating ones humilating me 

You have tried I'm afraid 

don't let it hurt 

I shouldn't stay 

show your cards 

now I want out 

strain the tub 

clot the steak 

cock the wheel 

push it deep 

fallen shade drowsy left me hopeless 

carve my head 

great disguise took a breath gave it back 

early-aged self pitying misfit 

What is the point of laying in a comfortable position if you can't fall asleep in it?