It's only recreational
Doesn't matter if it hurts
Your hands shake as your sweating and searching through your purse
Reaching out for the answer in the form of a syringe
Sit back and cringe

Push my buttons as you push down and inject
This life is so much harder for a sad reject
Pity and scorn, rustled and torn
You tremble with the treble while your simply causing trouble
I'll be there, take a double

Sunsets and upsets and broken tambourines
Fringe and smoke and dreadlocks and the setting of the scene
Take a hit with me and lean back
Then lean forward and expel
You sought blissful happiness and ended up in hell