Alba s touto skladbou:
The Magic Gift Box,
Absinth coloured eyes
staring back within disguise.
At the hallways of my room
the magician was in bloom.
But to breathe for you, beat for you
know that you want me to
go on and get you some batwings on those shoulders!
Call it a warning, but it will light you up right on the floor.
Move it, go do it, prove it – the magic that you’re asking for.
Call it a warning, but it won’t let u stay reserved no more.
Call it a yearning, but it is magic that ur asking for.
As he stumbled onto light,
tried to grasp all of his might.
New found glory, out of spite
craving sparks of pure delight.
But you need something
that is more true than the
tricks that you do, something
that could get you flying.
Reality is just a game.
Oh come on now, alleviate.
Reality is just a game,
the bats were just bait, the bats were just bait
Reality is just a game.
Oh come on now, alleviate.
Reality is just a game,
the bats were just bait, the bats were just bait
