I did something
I thought It was funny
Trashed, Lost & Strungout
Watch again, fighting everyday in the country,
nothing, execution of love
Suddenly, tickeling sound behind you
to know how to let you go
Before I go high, everyday
need only one more drink, then I`m dead
You can`t put me on my way you pitiful,
the last ass is out
well I get it to the point, if you wanna take a piece of me,
youre blasted out beyond
Before I go high, everyday
need only one more drink, then I`m dead
Maybe I set my tracks, my life
to the fucking baby turn to you
In the death up in your eyes, to me still try
every wannabe should die
*One day I`ll get it to the point where I can`t do
Nothing but tried to be strungout on you
Anyhow, waiting down below, for bleed,trashed,lost,strungout
Until the end I raise my better half,
doubt that thats my only question
Forever as I kiss you goodbye, so keep my soul addiction*
