| Song | The Illusionist |
| Artist | Birds In Row |
| Album | You, Me, & The Violence |
| 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. |
| 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. |