Alice Glass – White Lies Lyrics

White Lies by Alice Glass
Album : Alice Glass EP
Released : 2017
Genre: Electronic

Like the other girls before me
Tuck us in and tell us stories
We don’t have to think about it
Don’t think about it
Steal the fruit, I bet it’s rotting
Take a bite, tell me I’m naive
It’s better not to think about it
Don’t think about it

I only give you white lies
Tell me I’m your own give me white lies
I only give you white lies
Tell me I’m your own give me white lies

You’re afraid of what you see
Victim of, this is not the voice in my head
You’re depraved, soaking to the bone
God forgive, wash away what’s left of my blood

It’s a curse not a blessing
That I can see what you want me to see
And I don’t want to think about it
Can’t think about it

I only give you white lies
Tell me I’m your own give me white lies
I only give you white lies
Tell me I’m your own give me white lies

You’re afraid of what you see
Victim of, this is not the voice in my head
You’re depraved, soaking to the bone
[?] Wash away what’s left of my blood

Father, I just wanna tell you what you wanna hear
[?]
[?]
I’ll disappear, disappear, disappear

You’re afraid of what you see
Victim of, this is not the voice in my head
You’re depraved, soaking to the bone
Wash away what’s left of my blood
You’re afraid of what you see
Victim of, this is not the voice in my head
You’re depraved, soaking to the bone
Wash away what’s left of my blood

● Alice Glass EP (Album 2017)
01. Without Love
02. Forgiveness
03. Natural Selection
04. White Lies
05. Blood Oath
06. The Altar

○ Listen to “Alice Glass” Songs

● “Not In Love ”

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[ Quotable ]
Here we go again
Cause it’s cold out outside
When you coming home?
Cause it’s hot inside
Is that not enough?

● “XXZXCUZX Me ”

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[ Quotable ]
AIDs robot is grinding iron bolts
Robot hunks have one agenda:
They want to play with my placenta
Are we love deserving
When our cyborg parts are burning?

● “Empathy ”

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[ Quotable ]
Semi-sweet, semicide
The remorse you can’t hide
Now we molt, past our skin
And make room to begin