Illa Amittitur

Kisses were sweet
Like silver ecstasy
You've given me life
Like using ecstasy
You fried me up
Overdose ecstasy
I keep relapsing
Abusing ecstasy
Collapsing: Deep sleep
Coma of ecstasy
And you can't hear me
You use cheap ecstasy
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