Trashed Lost And Strungout

Once a day falling on the trail walking blind

Trade nothing descretion in low,

It's hard to wait taking yourself in honor

I should know how low I can go



Before I go high, I get very down

and I'll be going after it, again and again



You know I can't go the other way

without being trashed, lost, and strungout

When together try something, going back to the question,



Before I go high, I get very down

and I'll be going after it, again and again





Maybe I should've could've trashed my life

But for that I'm gonna turn to you

And the trashed people askin' my head until I sweat

Now tell me what the fuck to do!



One day I gettin to the point where I ain't gonna do,

Nothing but try to be strungout on you

You let me drown way deep down below

For the fleeting past to let go

Until the end I raise like a battering ram

Lookin' at my own reflection

Forever I shall kiss you goodbye

To kill my soul addiction



Before I go high, i hit the ground

Then you know me, for I get very down

Up to the next you tell me "fucking whore"

And I'll be going after it, before I go!



One day I gettin to the point where I ain't gonna do,

Nothing but try to be strungout on you

You let me drown way deep down below

For the fleeting past to let go

Until the end I raise like a battering ram

Lookin' at my own reflection

Forever I shall kiss you goodbye

To kill my soul addiction