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Komponistar
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Sangtekst: Fake Problems. White Lies.

Better raise a glass tonight,
I'm gonna bring it back to life
After such an awful day,
We deserve something great

Let the soft sound echo through
Every single living room
After such a boring year,
We deserve something new.

But oh my, my mind is feeding me white lies
And I'm believing that I
am better this way

But oh hey, my resolutions all fell away
I guess I'm gonna have to call it a day
Tell myself it's okay

Far beyond these feelings go,
Miles past the old dirt road,
Lay my worn out memories
I finally hear what they're telling me

Its saying oh my, my mind is feeding me white lies
And I'm believing that I
am better this way

But oh hey, my resolutions all fell away
I guess I'm gonna have to call it a day
Tell myself it's okay

And if you let go now
You'll never know
And if you take of now
Where will you go?

But oh my, my mind is feeding me white lies
And I'm believing that I
am better this way

But oh hey, my resolutions all fell away
I guess I'm gonna have to call it a day
Tell myself it's okay

I'll call it a day,
Tell myself it's okay