Placeholder: Follow your emotions anywhere Is it building magic in the air? Never let your feelings get you down Open up your eyes and look around It's just an illusion Could it be that... it's just an illusion? Putting me back in all this confusion? Could it be that. it's just an illusion, now? Could it be that... it's just an illusion? Follow your emotions anywhere Is it building magic in the air? Never let your feelings get you down Open up your eyes and look around It's just an illusion Could it be that... it's just an illusion? Putting me back in all this confusion? Could it be that. it's just an illusion, now? Could it be that... it's just an illusion?

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Follow your emotions anywhere Is it building magic in the air? Never let your feelings get you down Open up your eyes and look around It's just an illusion Could it be that... it's just an illusion? Putting me back in all this confusion? Could it be that. it's just an illusion, now? Could it be that... it's just an illusion?

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