Trashed

Trashed Dreams: A Reckless Race Through Life's Highs and Lows
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Lyrics

It really was a meeting

Describing a meeting

The bottle took a beating

Experiencing the impact of alcohol

The ladies of the manor

Referring to the women in charge

Watched me climb into my car and

Being observed leaving in a car

I was going down the track about a hundred and five

Driving at a high speed (105 mph)

They had the stop-watch rolling

People timing the speed

I had the headlights blazing I was really alive

Feeling alive despite the risk

And yet my mind was blowing

Mentally overwhelmed

I drank a bottle of tequila and I feel real good

Drinking tequila and feeling good

I had the tape deck roaring

Loud music playing

But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn

Accident during the 25th lap

I went of exploring

Exploring beyond limits

I knew I wouldn't make it the car just wouldn't make it

Aware of impending failure

I was turning tires burning

Tires screeching, losing control

The ground was in my sky

Feeling detached from reality

I was laughing the bitch was trashed

Laughing despite the chaotic situation

And death was in my eye

Confronting mortality


I had started pretty good and I was feeling my way

Starting well but facing challenges

I had the wheels in motion

Moving forward with plans

There was Peter and the Green fly laughing like drains

Others laughing at the intoxicated state

Inebriation

Being intoxicated

The crowd was roaring I was at Brands Hatch

Imagining a successful scenario

In my imagination

Encountering a challenge at Brands Hatch

But at the canal turn I hit an only patch

Facing obstacles due to intoxication

Inebriation

Intoxicated state continues


Ooh Mr. Miracle you saved me from some pain

Expressing gratitude for avoiding pain

I thank you Mr. Miracle I won't get trashed again

Thanking a miracle for protection

Ooh can you hear my lies

Questioning if lies are heard

Don't you bother with this fool just laugh into my eyes

Asking not to take the fool seriously


So we went back to the bar and hit the bottle again

Returning to drinking at the bar

But there was no tequila

Tequila unavailable, switching to whiskey

Then we started on the whiskey just to steady our brains

Drinking to stabilize mental state

'Cause there was no tequila

Adapting to the absence of tequila

And as we drank a little faster at the top of our hill

Increasing pace of drinking

We began to roll

Rolling down the hill while intoxicated

And as we get trashed we were laughing still

Laughing despite being trashed

Well bless my soul

Expressing surprise or amazement

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