White Lies

White Lies - Trouble in America lyrics

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My body my clothes
This is a cultural fix
This is God for a money yeah
This is God for a money and I'm about to throw in the air
I'm taking my toes and sick away
I fly hard for the money hard
This is God for a country 
So I can be God if I'm death
Don't don't come any closer now
Go go I never meant you to know
Now they've got a thousand cops in the air
My old man is making trouble in America
Oh Lord take the weight of me
My old man is making trouble in America
Oh Lord take the weight of me
?? is like a crudes or eternal bliss
Be a star in my yearning yeah
You're a star but you're hurting
Mind to make a fall if I dare
My window's on roots all a vision with
For me to a hungry this
Sublime for the lucky 
Troops are all you're watching down there
Don't don't come any closer now
Go go I never meant you to know
But now they've got a thousand cops in the air
Go go I won't believe in my soul soul
I feel it even though know they put me on the tv crime to death
My old man is making trouble in America
Oh Lord take the weight of me
My old man is making trouble in America
Oh Lord take the weight of me
My old man is making trouble in America
Oh Lord take the weight of me
My old man is making trouble in America
Oh Lord take the weight of me
My old man is making trouble in America
Oh Lord take the weight of me
My old man is making trouble in America
Oh Lord take the weight of me
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Released in: 2022

Language: English

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