Trashed, Lost & Strungout

Whoa yeah. Yeah!

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

what's to coming out?

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 getting to the point where I ain't gonna do,

Nothing but trying to beat strungout on you

You let me drown way deep down below

For the fleeting past to let go

Until the end I raise and batter around

looking 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 aint 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 and batter around

Lookin' at my own reflection

Forever i shall kiss you goodbye

To kill my soul addiction