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One ace of spades out of my hand* |
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Just enough to give them |
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The feeling to be lost |
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They try to understand |
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The cards are waltzing before one's eyes |
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Here comes the finishing stroke |
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They remain speechless |
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Clappings, Congratulations |
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Under my cloak I am alone |
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World of secrets I can't reveal |
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My life is hell |
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My name gives them some dreams |
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But my nightmares are still real |
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World of secrets that I must keep |
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Enclosed in a deep part of my mind |
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Or one day the illusion will end |
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Magic would die |
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I read their spirits as a book |
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Manipulation |
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The other side of the mirror |
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May be deceptive |
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Agility, Diversion, they fall into the trap |
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The solution is close |
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A magician should not be trusted |
