Trashed, Lost & 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