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?