| Well she collapsed with a seizure on the E.R. floor |
| Panic attacked, the cat clawed the bed |
| The way she spun her butterfly |
| Risked all six her phalanges |
| Satanic candles at both end of her synapses |
| And the method with which she recycled her memories |
| Trojan Horse'd her Blood-Brain Barrier |
| And raised the dead, yes, yes |
| And through freeze-or-fight revelation shame |
| The White Cat Warrior |
| She escaped that place and headed straight down the record books |
| Sheilds herself from reason in Kevlar off-white jacket |
| Quilted from the finest fibers, fur, fiberglass, and flowers |
| Her ego quite like a cat |
| Good & Evil incarnate |
| Meows for pets |
| Screaming “I TRADEMARKED DEATH!” |
| For what? For what? |
| For what it's worth |
| If they were going to catch you they would’ve by now |
| For what? For what? |
| For what it's worth |
| There’s no more running, it’s only looking forward now! |
| Well, she was wearing a pair of stolen boots, and wrapped in a puppet string noose |
| Around his lotus jugular when they came |
| Well, they found her with a map every victim of her crimes (mainly arson) |
| And an inscribing of a series of ones and zeros on her face |
| And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry |
| A hymn out in the wind’s harmonic |
| But she cocked her noggin, through her stoma sang, "Forget everything!” |
| "Happy birthday to the tigers, I'll die your hydroponics" |
| Her rib cage was a bee’s nest |
| A thump of the heart set the beat |
| Her nerves in a stopping knot, stranded on the island, Ship-Trap |
| She wondered if Lamb’s Consciousness would charge a cancellation fee |
| Adiós, au revoir |
| She gripped her wits right by their ends |
| For what? For what? |
| For what it's worth |
| If they were going to catch you they would’ve by now |
| For what? For what? |
| For what it's worth |
| There’s no more running, it’s only looking forward now! |
| Hello, hello, welcome why don’t you take a seat. |
| The chair is behind you. But it wasn’t th- |
| Don’t care. Take a seat! Get comfortable, please, relax. |
| Now, now, what’s bothering you? |
| Well, why don't we start at the beginning! |
| Growing up how was you’re relationship with the SCP Foundation? |
| Did you constantly have them at your door? |
| Dying to contain you? |
| And how about the power going out in your town everytime you fell down? |
| Did you get along well with the government? |
| Your snapping fingers causing things to happen? |
| Tell me about life before containment, constantly running from them |
| Hiding under abandoned buildings |
| Did the lamb tie-dye you |
| Your ears pierced with an anomalous object |
| Did you die before your day? |
| Sunday traction, Saterday titration |
| My hope is to assess through my objective report of |
| Your anomalous capabilities |
| As well weather this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this |
| Transorbital pocket knife |
| Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea? |
| It's about the best we could come up with |
| What, do you think ideas spread because they're good? |
| No, they spread because people like them! |
| So here we are once again |
| Holding, as it were, a mirror up to your mirror |
| *sigh* I guess it's just something people do! |
| A bloody scarf has split your neck |
| Pull to rev your motor functions |
| Odd visions of the dead. |
| Well, streamline your thinking |
| Karate chop your instincts |
| And learn to do shit in your own way instead! |
| But I never did think you better than this |
| Your stupid decisions causes Communism/Socialism and suicide! |
| Why to thine, betrue when you who are problem |
| Not the things you do, but somethings stuck up there in your brain |
| Cats and mice |
| Girl you really is defective |
| Dopamine don’t seem effective for that problem, accept it |
| Offer up your innocence |
| Ignore the damn side effects |
| You've lost your mind and almost lost your life before, so you'll be fine |
| For what? For what? |
| For what it's worth |
| If they were going to catch you they would have by now |
| For what? For what? |
| For what it's worth |
| There's no more looking back |
| And why would you want to look back?? |
| I mean, it's no good looking back, so try to look forward now! |
| For what? For what? |
| For what it's worth |
| If they were going catch you they would have by now |
| For what? For what? |
| For what it's worth |
| There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down |
White Cat Warrior
Song parody of BlackBoxWarrior - Okultra by Will Wood
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Written by: Amnesia
Submitted by: AmnesiaAlmanac on December 14, 2022
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