White Lung
bag
I see the way he rejects
Speed is prone to infect
Letâs get a ride out of here she doesnât live too far
Letâs get a clean room so we can be
And I want to warn you
Iâll come back to warn you
I want to warn you
Iâll come back to warn you
Bloody nose wonât kill me
Iâm in the boredom tree
His Southern hand drags me down to the white bowl
They got my name cut in the tiles, wet and cold
And I want to warn you
Iâll come back to warn you
I want to warn you
Iâll come back to warn you
Take the bag because Iâm not waiting here
I donât want to waste it
Take the bag from my mouth
Because Iâm not staying here, wasting here
I see the way he injects me.