| They steal
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| Then they take your memory of the theft
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| Magic
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| This show will literally take your breath
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| Joker in the deck
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| The Devil and his magic
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| (Devil and his magic)
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| The Devil and his magic
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| (Devil and his magic)
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| See it’s kinda like magic, huh
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| They cause a distraction then poof
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| All that we have disappears and we clap
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| Then forget that it happened
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| Forgot that we lost it
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| Forgot that the magic men have it
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| They grabbed it, they stole it, they cause a distraction
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| Distraction, distraction, (Why?) it’s all a distraction
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| Imagine, like magic
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| Gone is our land, our language, our history
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| Ancestry, families vanish like it was magic
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| Gone is our greatness, our sacred places
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| And practices, suddenly we feel vacant
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| We saw them take it though
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| Our hands lift from the earth
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| The dirt, from the food removed, rezoned, reduced, reduced to-
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| Disappeared, it’s all smoke and mirrors
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| All of it’s magic
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| The Devil and his magic
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| All of it’s magic
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| The Devil and his magic
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| Distraction, distraction
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| The way that they take
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| The way of magicians is in addition to subtraction
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| They used to vision, they mastered the craft of it
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| Listen, see through the illusions
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| And all the amusements
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| They divide humans up causing confusion
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| They use competition, religion
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| It’s all just division, man
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| All of it’s magic (All of it’s magic)
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| Splitting us into factions
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| Fighting until we’re fractured
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| Smaller and smaller fractions
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| People feeling like zero
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| Individuals divisible to the point we’re invisible
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| Gone into ghettos and armies and prisons
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| We won’t be missed, they easily dismiss us
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| They dissolve if you give them munitions
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| And the rest they condition and kill by attrition
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| All of it’s magic
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| The Devil and his magic
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| All of it’s magic
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| The Devil and his magic
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| All of it’s magic (La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
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| All of it’s magic
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| All of it’s magic
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| All of it, all of it’s magic, magic, magic
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| See them make up stats that make us scrap for the scraps
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| They have all of it, all of it
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| All of it’s magic
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| Grabbing at hat tricks, they’re practicing, crafty
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| The fastest, you had it and then suddenly
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| Gone is your work, your purpose, your worth
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| The reason you wake, your sense of seizing your stake in it
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| Your traditions and intuitions
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| Supports, commitments, decisions
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| They vanish from your hands like
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| Your volition, your voice, your vision, your choice
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| Your joys, you miss your mission, attention gone
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| To fast cars and fast fashion
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| Fast food and no fasting
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| All distractions
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| The light blinds and the fear blinds
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| And the cash binds and just gotta keep them confined until
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| Reality’s so hard to look at
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| That we turn a blind eye
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| Don’t even care that they took it
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| The Devil and his magic
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| The Devil and his magic
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| The Devil and his magic |