I always liked magic. Being tricked into believing things that are not real. I even decided to learn it for myself. I got so good that I managed to trick myself into believing we would work. The feeling you gave me was so magical, I should have realized it to be fake. You got under my sheets then vanished, as if you were never there, to begin with. I played it off thinking you would pop up somewhere else like it was one of my tricks, but you never did. Left searching alone for so long, I grew tired and impatient. I have lost my love for magic even though I still managed to be tricked. I have learned I was never a magician, just a jester playing the fool.
I’ll give my spirit for you Because when you’re down I’m forever your fool Ask me if I will dance And I’ll give you a second chance I won’t stop until you’re pleased With my whole body’s abstract grief I won’t stop until I’m dead And my feet are burning fiery red
I’ll never care if you fall short Because you’re my king And I am your court If you told me to take Another heart and make it break I won’t stop until it shatters And give it to you on a golden platter I won’t stop until I’m dead And make sure that you’re well fed
I’ll let you do what’s best for her Because you’re my king And I’m forever your jester Tell me that you don’t know I’ll tell you to please let me go I won’t stop until you leave Even when I’m too tired to grieve I won’t stop until I’m dead And have erased myself from your head
I’ll be here when you must be found Because you’re my ringmaster And I’m your best clown Tell me that she’s what’s right I’ll never try to put up a fight I won’t stop until you’ll see You can’t say you’re still here for me I won’t stop until I’m dead And my circus act is for now abed
Whenever and whatever you need me for I hope you know that I am forever yours
It's like you see beyond the glimmer in my eyes It's like you're able to look right through my faulty smile It's like you see right past the parts of a different time It's like you gaze into the depths and see two of a kind
It's like I seem to be to you as clear as the sky Whenever you can't see a ******* cloud on the horizon, why? You see the good intentions and you see the wicked ways The water on the surface and the Devils own blaze!
I'm the master of my fate, I am not the beast in me! I will not succumb, not be numb, to your ******* greed! I will stay afloat, in the tides of misery! I will make my way, and you will not **** me!
The jester we are one, the good and bad combined! We live to entertain, but it's myself that I provide! Laughing in despair, head lowered in pride A contradictory conflict, and you see it in my eyes...
It's like you see beyond, the glimmer in my eyes It's like you're able to look right through my faulty smile It's like you see right past the mask behind which we will hide It's like you gaze into the depths and see our dead divide...