white lady white powder

Lyrics

dust settles on a thin cloud, sends a fog drifting to a worn out crowd, i've had my face in a mirror for twenty four hours, staring at a line of white powder, high-priced madness pays the tab, i've scraped too much of nothing from your plastic bag, i'm a catatonic son of a bitch who's had, a touch too much of white powder, and she's a habit i can't handle, for a reason i can't say, i'm in love with a wild white lady, she's as sweet as the stories say, white powder white lady, you're one and the same, come on down to my house won't you, and hit this boy again, shock waves to a tired brain, sends that hungry lady to my door again, she's my shelter from the storm when i feel the rain, entertaining white powder, i feel i'm dry-docked and tongue-tied, heaven sends a stretcher for the kids to ride, i might just escape while the others might die, riding on a high of white powder