Trashed , lost and strongout

Once a day falling on the trail walking blind trade nothing descretion in low, It's hard to wait taking yourself in honor 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 strungout, 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'a (Could'a) 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 I need to get it to the point where I cannot do nothing But trying to beat something outa You let me drown way deep down below for a sleep that'll surely let go, Until the end I raise and batter around looking at my own reflection forever I shall kiss you good bye to kill my soul addiction Before I go high I hit the ground, The only way I ever get down, Then with the next you'll tell me where to go, And after it I'll want more I need to get it to the point where I cannot do nothing But trying to beat something outa You let me drown way deep down below for a sleep that'll surely let go, Until the end I raise and batter around looking at my own reflection forever I shall kiss you good bye to kill my soul addiction....