June 4, 2013 12:47 AM

June 25, 2013

These mixed signals

Vibrating along my radio tower

Create chaos and calamity

Raging with power

Seeping through me

Ecstasy

Is a love drug

I don't love drugs

But I do love you

Ska ska ska ska

Worried bees are nothing but dancing knees

Knockin into each other

The hive mind is

Crashing round

Disturbing peace with its lyrical sounds

I don't love drugs but I do love you

Cause you're my

Ecstasy

Ska ska ska ska

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