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Kitty Door
Pop
Kitty Door was released on February 2, 2024 by bambi as a part of the album If You Make It to Heaven - EP
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2024
Labelbambi
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bambi
Bambi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isabella Goddard
Isabella Goddard
Songwriter

Lyrics

I fell asleep on your couch,
Night medicine and red wine,
It’s so cool that you own your own house
And keep me sedated inside,
But you got mean on the phone,
Totally stoned out of your mind,
So I hung up on your shit,
Men aren’t gonna beat me this time.
I’m blushing hard when I open my mouth,
‘Cause there’s so many things that I can’t ask you about
Like you were twenty when I was born
And there’s nothing I can do about it
Dropping me off at school,
Is now the time to make a joke about this?
It’s past my bedtime, so you know I’m in trouble,
The grown ups are talking, so I don’t a muscle,
Keeping me safe and obsessed,
Watched as I slept in this cage where I’m kept
Curled in your lap, mi amore,
And I never run out my kitty door.
My friends are all sick of your name,
They said “don’t come crying,
When you see the mess that you’ve made”,
I’m behaving like a spoilt child,
‘Cause you loved me and left me to die,
Left me to scream and to teethe and to cry,
Seething and bitter and salty inside,
Missing you, wishing you’d apologise.
I’m blushing hard when I open my mouth,
‘Cause I’ve told no one that I’m here at your house,
You said it’s secret, I’m not really allowed,
So I lie cute and quiet here like a mouse.
It’s past my bedtime, so you know I’m in trouble,
The grown ups are talking, so I don’t a muscle,
Keeping me safe and obsessed,
Watched as I slept in this cage where I’m kept
Curled in your lap, mi amore,
And I never run out my kitty door, while you’re,
Babysittin’ me, lovin’ me, lickin’ me,
Cussin’ me, kissin’ me,
Soon all you’ll know is missin’ me,
On your mind, all the time and thats a threat,
Soon all you’ll know is the hole that I’ve left.
It’s past my bedtime, so you know I’m in trouble,
The grown ups are talking, so I don’t a muscle,
Keeping me safe and obsessed,
Watched as I slept in this cage where I’m kept
Curled in your lap, mi amore,
And I never run out my kitty door.
Written by: Isabella Goddard
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