White Linez

My brain is in the gutter My brain is in the gutter Tripping on my lover oh The white lines cover all the colors Betrayed my mother (Oh) I let it get the best of me I admit it's my favorite recipe But it's gonna be the death of me It's the enemy White lines are the remedy Lay me and pray for me Oppressing anxiety And some just wanna get with me Some just wanna laugh at me And I'm the sinner, you're the saint Take it off for me and roll your head back babe Drank Drank 2:58 Sitting at a bus stop in the rain Felt a sharp pain shoot through my brain I'm addicted to the pain 3:21 Woke up in the back seat with a gun Blinded by the bright bleeding red sun When I knew that the night wasn't done My brain is in the gutter My brain is in the gutter Tripping on my lover oh The white lines cover all the colors Betrayed my mother oh I let it get the best of me I admit it's my favorite recipe But it's gonna be the death of me It's the enemy It's the enemy I, I'm addicted to this guy Like my uncle chokes on cyanide Like a gumdrop I swallowed my pride Mmmm, mmm, mmm And now I'm driving back to my house In his brand new black Bentley and then I blacked out Little bitches put in stitches Bloody nose and burning bridges I wanted to kiss her Oh, oh, oh Her lips dripped in gold Oh, oh, oh Mirror, shattered skull And I'm the sinner, you're the saint Take it off for me and roll your head back babe Drank Drank Mmm My brain is in the gutter My brain is in the gutter Tripping on my lover oh The white lines cover all the colors Betrayed my mother oh I let it get the best of me I admit it's my favorite recipe But it's gonna be the death of me It's the enemy It's the enemy