Magic (Stage 1)
Vegas
Strobe Lights, new skin tights
bright colors
brand new tricks
together we're the best
we mesh perfectly
like sex
I lived by cards; deception
she lives by mirrors; illusions
she's a perfectionist
time passes
business was great but the show grows dull
colors fade
somethings not good enough anymore
she wants new tricks I can't provide
I become a human sacrifice
In the box I lay
the audience applauds
I trust her and the saw...
Eyes closed
I wake up with two jagged pieces of my heart... broken
her glitter in my scars
alone... the show has moved on
Strobe Lights, new skin tights
bright colors
brand new tricks
together we're the best
we mesh perfectly
like sex
I lived by cards; deception
she lives by mirrors; illusions
she's a perfectionist
time passes
business was great but the show grows dull
colors fade
somethings not good enough anymore
she wants new tricks I can't provide
I become a human sacrifice
In the box I lay
the audience applauds
I trust her and the saw...
Eyes closed
I wake up with two jagged pieces of my heart... broken
her glitter in my scars
alone... the show has moved on
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