Lyrics Whitelines - Shayd 479
White
lines
on
a
black
plate
To
a
sober
state
Blinding
every
vision
that
was
loving
then
I
start
to
hate
Call
me
and
call
me
girl
you
know
I
will
be
late
I
be
occupied
with
the
yay
lets
make
another
date
I′m
sorry,
I'm
sorry,
I
promise
I
owe
you
A
whole
other
life
cuz
I
almost
just
blow
through
mine
I
be
fine
bout
time
that
I
shine
If
I
don′t
trust
my
lifestyle
then
I
do
time
Infrared
right
to
your
head
All
I
see
is
red
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