The Jealousy of a Cat
I thought
I would be welcomed with warmth fur
Without knowing
I would be welcomed with an angry fur
Even in far away
She can sense it
Even if I hide it
She can still sense it
Bite...
I would be welcomed with warmth fur
Without knowing
I would be welcomed with an angry fur
Even in far away
She can sense it
Even if I hide it
She can still sense it
Bite...