Trashed, Lost & Strungout کے بول

Whoa yeah! 1,2,3,40 and the thrill in the bright sweet night is a question of you Trying to be kicking ass to help me out after you know I never wanna go Before I go high, I'm very down The only bottle left to drink again and again The only try for the other way to be, why do I slice them out When together try something drug you question me what's to coming out Before I go high, I'm very down The only bottle left to drink again and again Come on! Maybe I set my tracks my life to the fuckin' baby turn to you And the trashed people asking my head Until I sweat now tell me what the fuck to do One day I gettin' to the point where I can't do, Nothing but try to be strungout on you Let me down, waiting down below.. for the fleeting past to let go Well to the end I raise my better half, pimpin' up my own reflection Forever I saw kissin' you goodbye, to give my soul addiction Before I walk I need the ground You know me poor, I never return Up yours and next you tell me FUCKIN' WHORE! The only bottle left to drink before I go One day I gettin' to the point where I can't do, Nothing but try to be strungout on you Let me down, waiting down below.. for the fleeting past to let go Well to the end I raise my better half, pimpin' up my own reflection Forever I saw kissin' you goodbye, to give my soul addiction