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WHITE lies
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WHITE lies was released on January 7, 2025 by Queue the Music Entertainment as a part of the album After Twilight
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Release DateJanuary 7, 2025
LabelQueue the Music Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quentin Butler
Quentin Butler
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, my head's down
Spiteful in regard to those who never once came around
Yearning for change, but people tend to just speak about
Climbing the mountaintop but still find themselves at the ground
At square one
They've thrown in the towel before their lives have begun
Affirmation for what?
For jubilation and trust?
What a flagrant transgression, that correlates to oppression, listen
My confidence really wavered
Don't care what you bring to tables
Can't say I'm surprised to know that God surely his has favorites
In favor of the slavers getting dollars off our backs
Come into some money and then they say"come up off that"
You want me to brag about skills in my possession?
They haven't been monetized, so why make it dramatized?
A problem like swatted flies, averting my own eyes
Shackled to the thought of"what if" and"what could be"
Don't you lie to me
Telling white lies
I told her
I loved her but I lied like stains on kitchen dishes
Maybe, I'll grant your wishes" she looked at me and believed
That feminine disposition
Lord I have some pause, I feel like I'm seeing stars
Desire to go abroad, desire for foreign broads
Hardened and spherical but now flexibility
Affected in lieu of a cause like a bath bomb
Explode
As if I'm speaking in codes, and justifiably so
Pen in hand as I'm taking these notes
Your nose is stuck where it shouldn't be tucked, you're running amuck with incontinence you need some chucks
What luck
Carrying baggage on trip as if I'm driving a truck
Give her sweet nothings, no interruptions
Rhetoric says your innocent, I know you're corrupt, liar
Make public deception but you hide your desires
Evidence a plenty, but you throw it all to the fires
Nervous for my health every time that I perspire
I'm overheating from sin, a second closer to my expire
A plethora of nonsense hidden by"what it is"
When you lie, they buy, they make their money and plead the fifth
Stuck in my head to avoid the programming
Prisoners to"what if" yeah
Written by: Quentin Butler
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