Come on Step Up LOVE, I want it so I'm still working on the basics
I want to Step Up LOVE, I want it bad I'll refuse your rejections, and get fired up again
If you're sad, smile If it's painful, smile Let's dance, I'll steal you away from your lazy days
When you're having trouble, stay quiet And send out telepathy
Conclusion in a micron, a second Are you in a hurry? Are you in on it?
Even if it's twisted, even if it shows Every Day Every Night I still can't catch you
Be careless, get dirty Come On Baby, tear up This selfish reality
Our lives, face to face Big up!! Let's go to paradise They're all questions without answers, right? Our entwined hands are the textbook I want to see it closer, deep inside your eyes The density is gonna rise, get ready A game spanning many nights
Come on Step Up LOVE, I want it so I'm still working on the basics
I wanna Step Up LOVE, I want it bad I'll refuse your rejections, and get fired up again
If you're lonely, smile In the emptiness, smile Let's play, and break away From boring days. Get a head start
If the day after Sunday Gets unusual, just know
I'm yearning for you for sure Even in a hurry, even while in on it
Even if I float, even if I sink Every Day Every Night Is a fun disaster
It's always like this, never enough Come On Baby, be selfish And tear up reality
Come on Step Up LOVE, I want it so I'm still working on the basics I wanna Step Up LOVE, I want it bad I'll refuse your rejections, and get fired up again
I'm so excited I can't speak Like my heart is 15 years old again I'll leave the physical stuff to you Instead of being safe I feel like heating up You're so beautiful when you're suffering Your effort, just like You'd be shining from the deepest bottom With perfect form
Come on Step Up LOVE, I want it so "Ah what should I do", in an excuses mood
Now I'll Step Up LOVE Special love Hello, hello, I'm in the Blood Blockade
Come on Step Up LOVE, I want it so I'm still working on the basics
I want to Step Up LOVE, I want it bad I'll refuse your rejections, and get fired up again
Dissecting my heart Give up!! There's nothing to ask for It's all on average, or better Synapses fried I'm hoping for more. This warping is the LOW of ecstasy These Adam-tic, abnormal days Are just symptoms of the habitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.