Whiter than snow
Snow white
The razor divides
line after line
It stings at first,
But the rush is soon to follow
Taste so sweet like sugar
(What a way to mislead)
And sour like lemons
When you hock it back
Can't feel my tongue
What a wonderful use for currency
and glass
George Washington's face
Get's a taste
Of the inside of my nasal cavaties
And sometimes it bleeds
But only if you choose
To forstep the boundries you have set
For yourself
Now the world is on fire
You can have anything your pretty little heart
Could ever desire
But not for long
Beacuse the high will cease to exist, be gone
Now I'm out of cash
Thought I knew addiction
I never even had a taste
Fuck your petty impurities
Cheap excuses for a drug
It makes me sick
I've moved on to the white
snow white
whiter than snow
I should have listened when they told me
it wasn't the way to go
Now I'd gladly sell my soul
Strip the clothes right off my back
Now I've got the snow white
It's back in my hands
Heart's racing faster
Got the sniffles all day
Before you know it over before its even begun
Now I'm back where I started
Looking for anything that's white as snow
Snow White
The razor divides
Line
After line
After line...
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