Sample This (Soul Trash)

Ah

Why must it take us down to something else
We're going mental
It takes me by the hand
And leads me sweetly down to hell
Oh I must weep
Make men's end dark, these synchronistic circles
I don't know what you should do
Something to this sound
Sample this

Sample this

Sample the sweet
Feels so glass
Now our ties
Running short
And this song needs to end
Something gonna take us
Right to town where we can find our
Somethings gonna say that we are right
Just where we wanna be
By where we wanna be
Is no where