With my hands tied up and my body sinking into the sea. I'll still escape from this. Put me in a box, and then I disappear, I'm the illusionist. Beware of your pockets I'm not the one who can be trusted Just a pretender What you are sure to see What I give you to believe. A wall of smoke to hide the fact that I don't even believe in magic. But the important thing is to show people way more than you know With a hand moving and good piece of plastic I'll make you believe in anything And I already love the image of myself you reflect Every night of my life, I'm fake it seems I like it.