Trashed, Lost And 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