Low Magic

Painkiller, bad villager What do I get if I'm nice Devour what's sour Gift horse inspector We can hold what is ours What is mine, what is yours When it's bold, italicize And burn your picture of the prize You can't track down what went wrong But you're certain of whose fault You can't compete with the thrill low magic has Oh, at least that's what I've gotta believe We can't get free from that face And how it saw us We can't compete with the thrill, oh The surface allure Devotional core You can't track down what went wrong But you're certain of whose fault You can't compete with the thrill low magic has Oh, at least that's what I've gotta believe We can't get free from that face And how it saw us We can't compete with the thrill, oh