Piggy Nose

Lyrics:

A story of a girl with a symdrome

Known the Piggy Nose

She couldn't breathe right

She was all alone

Now she's a idol

In broadway

She sound like an angel

But a mess is her face

Not to mention she's a mess

And she weird to confess

She is obsessed with mud

She thinks this is whole lot of fun

She is a pick-me

She begs for a lot of things

Piggy Nose Girl present sucks

But the past is the big bucks

I wanted to see the thing that people need

An upstander talking stories from the Commanders

Wanted to see true society But everything crumbles

Society will never be the one they fumble

I wanna see success not the rest

Give me the true world not the twirled

Everything is not fun yuh

Drop the beat take a seat

Let me show you the cruel world

Nothing's Fair Toe to hair

So stop whining spoiled brat

You're treating people like pets stop smoking to the ciggarets

How about you be an angel's pet?

Nothing is wrong with me

I never said to leave the seat!

Not to mention she's a mess

And she weird to confess

She is obsessed with mud

She thinks this is whole lot of fun

She is a pick-me

She begs for a lot of things

Piggy Nose Girl present sucks

But the past is the big bucks

The Twitter critism is wild

She was just a child

Fat! Ugly! Stupid

Dear PN learn how it revolves around everyone

Sorry to say but you are not the one

Piggy you will be turned to bacon

If you think this is not true you are mistaken

Not to mention she's a mess

And she weird to confess

She is obsessed with mud

She thinks this is whole lot of fun

She is a pick-me

She begs for a lot of things

Piggy Nose Girl present sucks

But the past is the big bucks