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• Artiste: Asking Alexandria
• Titre: White Line Fever
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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 an appetite 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 an appetite 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 fuck I’m a noose to the world and I’m painting it black I've got the white line fever and an appetite 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