Charade - Anh, quickly, quickly, Mo Vibez

Talking full of promises

In the light

Take this out of talking in disguise

Counting down your roses

I’ll make you right

Beggar’s care controls it

Everybody knows it

Talk it for

I get it

I supposed to be your fantasy

You and me

I’m running out of energy

Oh, I’m found of

Am I lost?

Somehow they turn towards

We keep

You still argue till dead browns, oh, please

Sleep on that

I’m just a one trick from it

If only takes to hold me

If told the word I’m sorry

I’m sorry

I don’t want to be alone

Think I got the gene on

Long as I am running

Always talking form of promises

Promises, make you pride

Counting down your roses

Everybody knows it

Charade, charade

A mascared charade charade

A mascaref

In the light

Take this out of talking

In disguise

Counting down your roses

I’ll make you right

Beggar’s care controls it

Everybody knows it

Talking full of promises

In the light

Takes this out of talking

In disguise

Counting down your roses

I’ll make you right

Beggar’s care controls it

Everybody knows it