Trash - Flotsam & Jetsam

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