I'm not a druggie...I'm not an addict...I'm not perfect and I never said I was
But I get that familiar feeling and I'm aching the buzz
I bang on the wall and I scream that sound
Untill it's in my hands and I fall away from the ground
I'm not a druggie...
I'm not an addict...
I'm still confused and I'm still a child
I look in the mirror...Only once the drugs are done
-Weve all felt this way if you've tango-