Children Of Bodom:Trashed, Lost And Strungout

Once a day falling
On the trail
Walking blind trade
Nothing discretion in low
It's hard to wait
Taking yourself in honour
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 cant go the other way
Without being trashed, lost, and strung out
When together try something drug
And you question me 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 trashed my life
For this I turn to you
But today I'm trashed I know
I'll be harassed so tell
Me what the fuck to do

Why did it get to the point
Where I cannot do, nothing but
Try to be strung out on you
You let me drown, way deep down below
For the fleeting past as you let go
Until the end, I raise my battering ram
Flipping off my own reflection
Forever lost, I'll kiss you goodbye
To kill my sole addiction

-Solo-

Before I blow my needle ground
You me poor, I never look down
Up and next you tell me what to go
And you know I'm strong enough
To get it again

Why did it get to the point
Where I cannot do, nothing but
Try to be strung out on you
You let me drown, way deep down below
For the fleeting past as you let go
Until the end, I raise my battering ram
Flipping off my own reflection
Forever lost, I'll kiss you goodbye
To kill my sole addiction