Kat Robichaud - Charade

Look how the sequins catch the light from the metal cans
Look how she's spinning
She's the candle, calls the sailors in
None of it is real
Or real enough to feel
And that's the appeal
Smile and hold still

None of this is ever gonna hurt
That's how we turn it off
We turn it on

And everyone loves the charade
In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade
The bright lights wash away the pain

Look at the order
Feel the comfort, knowing what is coming
Automatic thrills
Everything just as you want it
Single-file on the red velvet aisle
Get lost in the style
Dream awake awhile

None of this is ever going to change
We can depend on the plot to stay the same

And everyone loves the charade
In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade
The bright lights wash away the pain

Can we stay here forever
There's a draft coming from the rips in the tent
Can we keep hiding from it?
Can we lie here forever?
All is well within the wires holding us together
Aren't we clever?

None of it is real
Or real enough to feel
And that's the appeal
Smile and hold still

And everyone loves the charade
In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade
The bright lights wash away the pain

Everyone loves the charade
In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade
The bright lights wash away the pain

Everyone loves the charade
In rose-colored glasses we watch the parade
The bright lights wash away the pain

Written by:
Kat Robichaud

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