Trouble, trouble, trouble
I think I"m seeing double
******, ******, ******
Better yet I"m seeing triple!

A shot , a joint,
Maybe a pill
Fill this body with toxins
Til I get my fill

No I don't know why
I just love being high
Maybe its my parents to blame
Or that lifes just to lame

You say I'm ****** up?
Yeah I know it
You say whats with my life
I just may blow it

That what you wanna hear isn't it?
That I am just another burnout
Oh ten years from now
You can already guess how my life turns out

Well go ahead, say it, see if I care
Let me have  it this time, feelings don't spare
I would love to know, what you have to say
Just remember who you are, behind closed doors
at the end of the day....