They´re casual users they come together
They explode in the beauty of the drugs of summer
We were casual users we were young & stupid
And I can never remember the time
We crossed over that line
And I am never going back
I did not mean it this time
I got confused
Just wanna sleep it off for a while
I am never going back
I have got this slave mentality
That keeps on f*cking with me
The truth is slow torture
I have got this slave mentality
That keeps on f*cking with me
Two words- whatever comes
I am never going back
I did not mean it this time
I got confused
Just wanna sleep it off for a while
Never going back
They´re casual users they´re unencumbered
They´re sweetly stupid they´re far outnumbered
We were casual users we were young & useless
And I never remember the time
We crossed over that line
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