down On your dead-end street But you've got that love so deep It's gonna be a double-event for you and me CAN'T GET THRU 2 SMASHED 2 TRASHED I can't
don't you tell me you know we're destined, you won't convince me, I won't listen (Resentment building, you've put our lives on hold) Trashed and scattered
knew I wouldn't make it the car just wouldn't make it I was turning tires burning The ground was in my sky I was laughing the bitch was trashed And death
'll be going after it agian and again maybe i could've trashed my life but for that i'm going to fucking turn to you and the trashed people askin' my
What you mean Before I go high, I'm very down You know I'm strong enough to get it again You try to be on the way, not be trashed, lost and strungout
was laughing the bitch was trashed And death was in my eye Ooh, Mr Miracle, you saved me from some pain I thank you, Mr Miracle, I won't get trashed
, I'll be the best But you stand to protest And my stomach has been so abused Your confusions got me so confused But everything will be alright If I get trashed
don't you tell me, you know we're destined You won't convince me, I won't listen (Resentment buildin', you've put our lives on hold) Trashed and scattered
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
1,2,3,4 and the thrill in the bright sweet night is a question of you Trying to be kicking ass to help me out after you know I never wanna go Before
now baby Trashed aircraft nasty cadaver ??? the weather Store it ignore it Then we'll see who ??? Trashed aircraft yeah yeah trashed aircraft
Here comes the day I see my friends far away, When I grow up inside what will happen to me? The city sights the business types, I can see but where are
I'm getting used to getting old but where's my ambition - Days of omission I feel broken down inside because my words seem to be trite adding to the overwhelming
One summer morning He left us ashamed In some small town of small ways The one they feared They might turn to stone They feared to hold his hand And he
Look at the world in disbelief You used to follow - now you lead College has enlightened you And you are proud to be different And like different bands
Labors of commitment Blood of his arms A growing sense of duty But in his song he's screaming out Insuficient - he just falls further behind Principles
Sunday night's a perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn And I'm drunk and at the helm before too long And Chris will gladly ride shotgun navigating
