Asking Alexandria - White Line Fever lyrics

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 till 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, yeah, yeah

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, yeah, yeah

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

I sold my soul