Ecstasy
[Chorus] Save it for the next Yeah, I’ma be countin’ my check okay Tryna check up on you, say you’re okay But I know that you’re not Take it from me, you’re not my ecstasy Just get away from me We got no chemistry (No, you’re fucked) You tell me, “Fuck you” I guess it’s fuck me I gave you what you want, so caring Tell me what I wanna hear, so fairly Killing me softly, I’m weary (This is too…
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