Children of Bodom - Trashed, Lost & Strungout lyrics

Whoa yeah!

1, 2, 3, 40 and the thrill of the bright sweet night is a question of you.

Tryin' to be kickin' ass to help me out

After all you know I never wanna go

Before I go high, I'm very down

The only bottle left to drink, again and again

You know I can't go the other way without being trashed lost and strungout

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 to my life

What the fuck have I done 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 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

Went to the end, I raise my better half

Lookin' at my own reflection

Forever I saw him kissin' you goodbye

To kill my soul and diction

Before I walk I need the ground

You know me poor, I never return

Up yours and next you tell me "fucking whore"

The only bottle left to drink, 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

Went to the end, I raise my better half

Lookin' at my own reflection

Forever I saw him kissin' you goodbye

To kill my soul and diction