I ain’t, ain’t the kind that gets addicted,
she said,
I can drive, get better at drivin’ when I’m like this,
she said,
flyin’ from heroin heights and salvia spurts,
rockin’ her marijuana mellow, ‘n those sleep aid symptoms,
pill poppin’ drink droppin’,
she said, she said, she said,
she ain’t the kind to get addicted,
she ain’t runnin’ from,
she’s just runnin’ fun.
She said.
