Little Lies from Dust by The Dead Tongues

I'm going home
Would you come with me
There's so many people
Looking for your company
But there's little lies
In everything I see
You got a way of making
Everyone feel sweet

It's all the same
No matter what you do
It's all the same
Whether not it's true
It's all the same
When you're talking to
Someone in your mind
The whole night through

I’m looking up
Where the sun should be
But there ain’t no light up there
Shining down on me
Just a little lie
Just a little piece
Just a little time
To let it roll and let it be

It's all the same
No matter what you do
It's all the same
Whether not it's true
It's all the same
When you're talking to
Someone in your mind
The whole night through

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