Trashed, Lost and Strungout

Once again, falling on the trail walking blind trade nothing... Discretion is low

It's hard to breath, 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

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

Come on!

Maybe I should've Fuckin' 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!

Why did it get to the point where I could do

Nothing but try and be Strungout on you

Let me drown, way deep down below

For the fleeting past to let go

Until the end I raise like a battering Ram

Looking at my own Reflection

Forever I shall kiss you Goodbye

To kill my Soul addiction

Before I walk I Hit the ground

Then you know me for I get very down

Up yours and next you tell me "fucking whore"

And I'll be going after it, More and More!

Why did it get to the point where I could do

Nothing but try and be Strungout on you

Let me drown, way deep down below

For the fleeting past to let go

Until the end I raise like a battering Ram

Looking at my own Reflection

Forever I shall kiss you Goodbye

To kill my Soul addiction