Trashed, Lost And Strungout

Whoa 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'm very down
But 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
Thats "what will knock me out?"

Before i go high, i'm very down
But i'll be going after it, again and again.

Come on!

Maybe i could've fucking 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!

I need to get it to the point where i'm gonna do
Nothing but try to be strungout on you
Let me drown way deep down below
For the fleeting past you 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!

I need to get it to the point where i'm gonna do
Nothing but try to be strungout on you
Let me drown way deep down below
For the fleeting past you 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.