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 in the same
Counting second 'til I'm medicated, fucked in the brain

I don't want this baby
I just need it

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 angels
Getting down on her knees
When the sun goes down
The filth roam free
You'll never find a finer specimen
Of filth in 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 heading 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 heading 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 heading for hell
Then baby 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 baby count me in

I sold my soul