Luyện nghe bài hát Escape Artist

(When I got in to magic, yeah.)

When I first got magic, it was an underground phenomenon
Now everybody's pick a card, any card
If I shot my full load the first hand I played
I'd be a in a box hangin' with the David Blaines
I be swimmin' with the sharks, mouths of razor blades
But I'm not, I got out of game

Artist

I talk 'til I'm red in my face with strain
I'll rock 'til I'm out of my then raise octaves
I play through the pain and remain
Refraining commenting on the lame compliments
And the petty criticisms those who ain't accomplished
Even one fifths of some of this I made progress with
I'm leaving naysayers stumped like rain
After of pullin' rabit ears out my pants pockets
I'm not revealin' any of the trade
It's there ain't no magic in the breakdown baby

In an effort to make 'em all see I found in my life I decided to give 'em a look
of 'em giving a glimpse trying to guess that I'm sitting in the middle of an unread book
Letters are falling
But the sentence descend on the word and the wording is
been missed
If you missed
did you miss
is
Falling and a sentence of solitary confinement
Result in the death sentence just filling my assignment
I'm just where my time went, it pulled a disappearing act
And every single assistant I ever had got in half

You See I never attention
But I afford to laugh
I'm lookin' for my break in an autograph for my CAST
but I'm short on so all I ask is volunteers in the crowd
show a little bit of participation now

I say hip (what do I say?)
You, you say the fuck up we ain't sayin shit!!!
And respect it
it,
In a for the dramatic exit
A fashionable
Late to my own (Oh!)
The self-destructive things I do for entertainment
My folks gave me this already broken as my pallet
While I was out honing my craft you was disowning talent
That's why you still at home
And I bought this off my parents
I'm getting ahead of
(gettin of myself)
I see the hair on my
(see the on my back)
I'm on the reading Kerouac
It's poems better raps
I think to
What's worth
Versus defending the size of my manhood or confessional goods

In an effort to make 'em all see I found in my life I decided to give 'em a look
None of 'em giving a glimpse trying to guess that I'm sitting in the middle of an unread
Letters are falling
But the sentence descend on the and the wording is permanent
Never missed
If you missed
did you miss
is
Falling and serving a sentence of confinement
Result in the death sentence just filling my running
But none of is getting told in confidence
I recognize the confidential records just to the listeners attention

I'm a veteran of relationships
I clip ya wings to fit you in head shrinking
Shape-shifting reptilian body contortionist
Orphanages started torches to abortion clinics
I acquaintances
And a morgue of lady
I gender bent the heaven sent angelic devil boy with androgynous
I'm lookin' marvelous but looks can
And I'm unsure about my orientations still
Put me in a special of case that only breaks if
You hit it with a of flowers and baby breath arrangement
The vault is
They're all looking for fault or
I called my
The moment I caught the train
I let him know, I'm going nowhere, invited
If he leaves tonight then he might help me find it
But this is my to bare, not his
And I'm a psychic without a
the future hostage
A loose cannon standing on the roof top
A new respect and understanding of bartenders and
They call me daredevil but I'm not enough
Unprofessional on an level, I love my life too much

Artist (x 5)

I'm in two places at

Artist

I ain't slept in

Escape

I'm just to get away
Ain't no in the breakdown baby

[Ain't no magic in the baby
No in the break
Ain't no in the breakdown ba-by

Artist]

[continues in

Sage

(Pussies, you're scared to me in the heart!
You know too big, uhh!
Fuck, I gotta heart, hit me baby.
I'll never fall in love you, ever!
If you got (heart?) so I do! Bitch!)

Make some noise for Francis ya'll!