hey, baby, take a look
we run across together
twistin' and turnin' round
dancing in burning passion
playing this game again
right here on the dance floor
we trifle with words
feel me high
feel me better
dance all night till the end
taste me up
suffocating
do you want to die right on the dance floor?
sense me
choke with the feeling
language of motions is the most expressive (my best to talk on)
i'll let you die in the arms of mine
flinging - we're flingin' words
assailing each other
this is our own game
but tell me, how to play?
differing at the same time
we choose the same old ways
let's throw our words away!
touch the perfection
touch the perfect senses
morals away
what does your heart tell you?