Fat Cat Snack Attack

Fat cat snack attack
Falling down like stacks of cash
All that flower, holding nothing back
Open up, bleeding from a gash

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Ask me 'bout the scab
Yeah my heart is fucking plastic
Leaving for the bag
You don't know me in the past tense
Where my riders at
We go tearing up the pavement
I'm so fucking bad
You can leave me in the basement

And I'm not a fucking time bomb
Swear I'm not a fucking time bomb
If you ask me I'll say
Nothing is wrong

Fat cat snack attack
Falling down like stacks of cash
All that flower, holding nothing back
Open up, bleeding from a gash

Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Lu
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