The Escape Artist

I don't know why,

I can't explain.

An artist of,

The great escape.

I don't know why

I levitate,

Above the rest of the cabaret.

I don't know why,

I can't explain.

You're on the trail of a renegade.

The work of an, illusionist.

I never thought I'd get away with this.

A trapdoor that opens in the real world,

And lets in,

The arcane.

A trapdoor that opens underneath you,

Each time,

You lie.

I didn't think I'd get away with this.

I didn't think of an escape.

I didn't think I'd get away with this.

I didn't think of an escape.

I don't know why, I can't explain.

Lock me up and throw the key away.

Sleight of hand;

Parlor tricks.

A drinking game with the alchemist.

I don't know why

I can't explain.

I'm vanishing, without a trace.

And falling for,

This fantasy.

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You'd fall in love with a murder scene.

A trapdoor that opens in the real world,

And lets in,

The arcane.

A trapdoor that opens underneath you,

Each time,

You lie.

I didn't think I'd get away with this.

I didn't think of an escape.

I didn't think I'd get away with this.

I didn't think of an escape.

If this is the real world,

Then I become an illusion.

If this is the real world,

Then I become an illusion.

I become an illusion

I become your illusion

A trapdoor that opens underneath you,

Each time,

You lie.

I didn't think I'd get away with this.

I didn't think of an escape.

I didn't think I'd get away with this.

I didn't think of an escape.

I become an illusion.

(A trapdoor that opens in the real world) I become an illusion.

(A trapdoor that opens in the real world) I become an illusion.