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White Line Fever - Asking Alexandria
As I breathe my disease,
brings me to my knees

All you need is a taste,
it'll set you free

Your infection's my discretion honey,
one and the same
Counting second 'til I'm medicated,
fucked in the brain

I don't want this baby,

I just need it to carry on
I got the white line fever
and an appetite for sin
If there's a black hole headed
for hell then baby count me in

I sold my soul so long ago,
a bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go
If there's a black hole headed
for hell then baby count me in

I sold my soul

Licking every drop of poison
off a pocket of keys
While some daddy's little
angel's getting dirt on her knees
When the sun comes down the filth runs free
You'll never find a finer
specimen of filth than me

I don't want this,

I just need this to carry on

I got the white line fever
and an appetite for sin

If there's a black hole headed
for hell then baby count me in

I sold my soul so long ago,
a bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go
If there's a black hole headed
for hell then baby count me in

Some have said that
I'm the devil and it's just as well
Cause I've been through
and burned down and rebuilt hell
With my heart in a vice
and a knife in my back
I've got a noose for the world,
that I'm painting black

I got the white line fever
and an appetite for sin

If there's a black hole headed
for hell then baby count me in

I sold my soul so long ago,
a bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go
If there's a black hole headed
for hell then baby count me in