Ecstasy - Psyche

Just leave the money

On the table by the door

No regrets, don’t forget

That’s what you came here for

Good times for a price

And when you’re gone you’ll be satisfied

You want to make it

If you can take it

I’ll give you anything you need

Don’t evade it

You can’t forsake it

This promise of ecstasy

If you’re lonely

I can feel it

When you want it

I can give it

What you need

I can take it

Are these the things that dreams are made of?

Aren’t these the things that dreams are made of?

Anything you want

Anything you need

You can get it on the streets

You can see it in a magazine

You can touch your T.V. screen

Hear my promise

Come to me

Ecstasy