Masquerade
Masquerade - Dirt Poor Robins lyrics
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First a glance and then a crooked smile Draw him in and let the games begin If he doesn't ask she will not tell She paints the picture oh so well (Chorus): When we lie Oh what tangled webs we weave When at first we practice to decieve We become a slave to make believing Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my secrets keep If I'm found out before I wake I pray the lord my secrets take Well rehearsed he baits the hook of pride Reel her in while she's self-satisfied Get her feel what she's looking for Give her that you're in the door (Chorus) Truth casts a shadow hard to conceal But darkness blurs the flaws the light reveals Charm is deceitful and flatter is vain But in the dark of the hunt the veil remains (Chorus)