Hooves of magic, you are magical.
You ride on clouds, you are sunshine gold.

Licky, Licky, everyone´s got bad habits but you need to stop yours soon.
You´re a horse of many faces but the one you love the most is tearing you in two.
You have a hunger like nothing else I´ve ever seen.
All your friends are disappearing so quickly.
I´d like to think you hate the things you do but
the smell of someone else just smells so good to you.

What are we supposed to do?
Devastating, so heart breaking, misbehaving you are.
What are we supposed to do?
You´re mystical, you´re magical but constantly so radical.

I´d like to think you hate what you do but times like these have shown me that I´m the fool