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