Song Lyrics

As I breathe, my disease brings me to my knees
All you need is a taste it'll set you free
You're infections my discretion honey one in the same
'Cause I get so medicated it fucks with my brain

I don't want this baby
I just need it

'Cause I have a white line fever
And I never toured for sin,
If there's a black hole heading for hell
Then maybe count me in?
I sold my soul so long ago
The bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go,
If there's a black hole heading for hell
Then maybe count me in?
I sold my soul

Licking every drop of poison
Off the back of your keys
While some daddy's little angels
Getting down on her knees
When the sun comes down
The filth runs free
You'll never find a brighter specimen
Than filth in me

I don't want this
I Just need This
To Carry On

I've got the white line fever
And I never toured for sin
If there's a black hole heading for hell
Then maybe count me in?
I sold my soul so long ago
The bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go
If there's a black hole heading for hell
Then maybe count me in?

So they'll send down the devil
And he stressed his wealth
'Cause I've been through a burned town
And rebuilt hell
With a heart of ice
He did not give a f*ck
I'm a noose to the world
And I'm painting it black

I've got the white line fever
And I never toured for sin
If there's a black hole heading for hell
Then maybe count me in?
I sold my soul so long ago
The bullet in the chamber with nowhere to go
If there's a black hole heading for hell
Then maybe count me in?

Benjamin Paul Bruce, Danny Robert Worsnop, James Arthur Cassells

The duration of White Line Fever is 3:44 minutes and seconds.