They are casual users they come together They explode in the beauty of the drugs of summer We were casual users we were young and stupid And I can never remember the time We crossed over that line And I'm never going back I didn't mean it this time I got confused Just want to sleep it off for a while I'm never going back I've got this slave mentality That keeps on fucking with me The truth is slow torture I've got this slave mentality That keeps on fucking with me Two words- whatever comes I'm never going back I didn't mean it this time I got confused Just want to sleep it off for a while Never going back They are casual users they are unencumbered They are sweetly stupid they are far outnumbered We were casual users we were young and useless And I never remember the time We crossed over that line