Аsking Аlехаndriа - White Line Fever
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Аsking Аlехаndriа - White Line Fever
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


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