D.R.U.G.S. — The Raveonettes

I see you sick and curled up like cats do When psychos abuse them yeah

You want to purr but you're far too gone I check your collar and you got no name

And I know you want it And I know you like it And I know you got it And I know you love

D.R.U.G.S.

You're full of silence when I tell you Cats are meant to be cool and cute

You're off your head you look like a corpse Milke-white face like the saddest moon