Whoa yeah! 1 2 3 40 and the thrill of the bright sweet night is a question of you. Tryin' to be kickin' **** 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 Whats 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 **** have i done to you And the trashed people askin' my head until i sweat Now tell me what the **** 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 to 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 '**** ****' 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 to raise my better half Lookin' at my own reflection Forever i saw him kissin' you goodbye To kill my soul and diction
Whoa yeah! 1 2 3 40 and the thrill of the bright sweet night is a question of you. Tryin' to be kickin' **** 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 Whats 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 **** have i done to you And the trashed people askin' my head until i sweat Now tell me what the **** 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 to 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 '**** ****' 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 to raise my better half Lookin' at my own reflection Forever i saw him kissin' you goodbye To kill my soul and diction
