Little White Lies Flyte

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[Verse 1]
I don't understand that sound on the radio
Only playing that song 'cause they told you to
If man makes God in his own image
It doesn't mean that it makes it true

[Chorus]
Just a little white lie, little white lie
They're in all that you do
Little white lies, little white lies
Hanging over you
Kills art, kills love, and it's killing you, oh-oh-oh
Just a little white, little white lie

[Verse 2]
You wanna make a little money
Give your weight and your measure
Keep your numbers high and the wolves at bay
And you could wind up in the Metro Guilty Pleasures
And once you get your name in that little black book
You can sign your life away

[Chorus]
To a little white lie, little white lie
They're in all that you do
Little white lies, little white lies
Hanging over you
Kills art, kills love, and it's killing you, oh-oh-oh
Just a little white lie, little white lie

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