They call you ecstasy, I can't hold you down I can't hold you up I feel like that car that I saw today, no radio No engine, no hood
I'm going to the cafe, I hope they've got music And I hope that they can play But if we have to part I'll have a new scar right over my heart I'll call it ecstasy
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