Fifteen stories high, the black curtains drawn,
And the sun is just a brat that spits then goes away.
The TV chatters, there's a pile of letters lying on the mat.
Reminders and bills, they smell of cats.

Three starving cats who chase each others shadows.
Curl up on him overnight they're scratching him they're biting him.
But he lost the will to fight, and he lost the will to move, simply lost the will to move.

It's been a month, will be another, 'til they're busting down the door.
And carry him away, and strip him clean and lock him in a padded box some fifteen stories high
Where the sun is just a brat that spits then goes away.

The more it changes the more it stays the same
The more it changes the more it stays the same
The more it changes the more it stays the same


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

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