firstinheaven

This is the new magic, my magic


When I first got into magic, it was an underground phenomenon
Now everybody's like pick a card, any card
If I shot my full load with the first hand I played
I'd be a monkey in a box hanging like David Blaine
Id be swimming with the sharks, mouths full of razor blades
I would have fallen to the game
But didn't, I just changed the game's name.

I talk until I'm red in the face
I'll rock until I'm out of my range
I play the game through the pain and remain conscience
Refraining from commenting on the lame complaints
And the petty criticisms from those who wont be accomplished
With even one fifths of some of this shit I made progress with
I'm leaving naysayers stumped like rain forests
After years of breaking the illusions of others
I'm not revealing any tricks of this trade
Cause all the magic is in my smirk
As I watch you broken and alone in the dark

In an effort to make them all see what I found
I decided to give them a look
None of them will guess that I'm sitting in the middle of an unread book
Now the Letters are falling apart
They can't be seen unless you see with your heart
But the sentence still descends on the word
And the wording is still permanent
Falling and serving a sentence of solitary confinement
Result in the death sentence fulfilling my assignment
I'm just wondering where all my time went, just when I started liking it, it pulled a disappearing act
And every single assistant I ever had got sawed in half
But none of this is getting told in confidence
I recognize the confidential records are just to hold the listeners attention
Do I have it? Good
Cause thats how I got you.
Inside and out
Sincerely you know who