Magic

The Devil's Got A Grin
Like A Kid In A Candy Store
We're Building Sand Castles
On Your Mother's Tabletops
You Can Rest Assured That
We're Using Dirty Words
Like We Got Nothing To Lose

I Belive
There Is Magic In The Air
Honestly
We Are Far Beyond Repair
And I Swear
I Wanna Take You There

Everything Is Tragic
And We're All Faggots
God Is Automatic
And Life Is TV Static
You Can Rest Assured
That We're Gonna Find A Cure
Cuz We Got The Same Disease

I Belive
There Is Magic In The Air
Honestly
We Are Far Beyond Repair
And I Swear
I Wanna Take You There

. . .

And This Condition
You're My Perscription
You Fill Me Up
When I've Got Nothing To Give
Sentimental
I Got A Fist Full
I Think Its Obvious
You're Lacking Fire
Your Revolution
Is Only Fashion
All Dressed Up With Nowhere To Go

I Belive
There Is Magic In The Air
Honestly
We Are Far Beyond Repair
And I Swear
I Wanna Take You There
I Belive
There Is Magic In The Air
Honestly
We Are Everything We Fear
And In The End
I Wanna Take You There
I Wanna Take You There