| Wild woman, scouring the streets
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| Child, woman, rambling free
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| Prowling around with her head to the ground
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| Pouncing on all that she sees
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| Free spirit, run with the night
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| Black water reflecting the light
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| Of shimmering stars and kicking out bars
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| She circles the walls of the Heights
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| I run with the night, I am the cat
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| Roaming the city for all that is black
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| I have no home, no turning back
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| Out on my own, I am a cat
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| Meow, Meow
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| Round corners, Alleys and sights
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| Wild pussy, moon in her eyes
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| Chasing her tail in the street as she wails
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| No one would care if she died
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| I run with the night, I am the cat
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| Roaming the city for all that is black
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| I have no home, no turning back
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| Out on my own, I am a cat
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| She cries for the glory
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| Of the night
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| Once lost, drowned in sorrow
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| And the world won’t remember her story
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| Not unless fate may change
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| The law
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| Wild woman, buried in frown
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| It’s a cold city
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| Escape is not found
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| There are no lies in the truth of the night
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| She runs with the dream in her song
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| I run with the night, I am the cat
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| Roaming the city for all that is black
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| I have no home, no going back
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| Out on my own, I am a cat
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| I run with the night, I am the cat
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| Roaming the city for all that is black
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| I have no home, no going back
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| Out on my own, I am a cat
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| Meow, Meow
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| Meow, Meow
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| Run with the night, I am the cat
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| Roaming the city for all that is black
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| I have no home, no going back
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| Out on my own, I am a cat
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| I am a cat |