White lies
Little white lies.
Sprinkled in your coffee, sitting on your back,
writing on your forehead, through your window’s crack.
Eating your despair, giving you some air,
until they take it back
until you’ve lost the track
It’s all white lies.
White lies, white little lies,
they hide into the light,
they haunt you by the night
You can’t escape the lies,
you can’t escape the lies.
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