Magic Pig Detective

[Instrumental Intro] [Verse] Low soul in a manic Feels so only queen A deep tripe for a wander aimless Just fakes his green Cause I say no, you're mine And I'm no only nine feed You got a cross confusing my ages Not yet more me [Chorus] Cuz I say you're in a ready Bleach-hearted boy wretched voice indeed A prosthetic you waitin to destroy [Verse 2] Two sides to Dylan's haw-hee Feeling like a cemetery Karpick a what is in me A drill a sin try to kill it I sit on a quire haw hee Gettin' like a titty single only A bottom make a cell it's time to bleed Tee, la-la hee-hee [Verse 3] Pig try to give it to you Killin' like a hundred an fifteen in Feed Birmingham