Magic Bullet – Wire
It's fighting murder
Inside of the shoreline
Sense of never taste it before
Fell through the floor
I hit my ceiling
Out of my debt
On my head
Cloud couple lands was clearly in few
My magic bullet was bloats and the blues
Fell through the floor
Bounced off the ceiling
Both through the door
Out of my head
Motion through my wind
Away to move through the mound of dislike
Throw myself out
On to your bald sense
Down what y'all did was in self defense
Fel through the floor
I hit my ceiling
Out of my debt
On my head
Out of my debt
On my head
Out of my debt
On my head
Out of my debt
On my head
Out of my debt
On my head
Believe me
Well I'm
Out of my debt
On my head
Out of my debt
On my head
Out of my debt
On my head
Out of my debt
On my head
Well I'm
Out of my debt
On my head
Out of my debt
On my head
