Trash کے بول

The downhill slope I'm standing on is starting to hurt my feet My neck gets stiff from staring up at the world I'd show you all my self esteem But I lost it somewhere down the road Why is it everywhere I stand Is a foot shorter than the space next to me I can't see the action due to the crowd There is never a horizon in my view Like walking through knee high water My steps through life are slow and hard And I never seem to get all the way to shore The longer I stand, the deeper I sink Why is it everywhere I stand Is a foot shorter than the space next to me I can't see the action due to the crowd There is never a horizon in my view I don't know if I'm down in the dumps But it sure smells like Trash to me I don't know if I'm down in the dumps But it sure smells like Trash to me Why is it everywhere I stand Is a foot shorter than the space next to me I can't see the action due to the crowd There is never a horizon in my view I don't know if I'm down in the dumps But it sure smells like Trash to me I don't know if I'm down in the dumps But it sure smells like Trash to me I don't know if I'm down in the dumps But it sure smells like Trash to me