Make-Up

My make-up is my armour, my dress is like the paramour
You wonna be my mover and I want to feel you more and more
My make-up is my armour, my dress is like the paramour
You wonna be my lover, don’t you realise it’s insecure?
My make-up is my armour, my dress is like the paramour
You wonna be my mover and I want to feel you more and more
So... Would you... Would you...
Would you fight for it?
Would you prove that you love me?
I don’t need any illusions,
I need a conclusion that you’ll fight for it
My music is my owner, my bit is complicated code
You're coming from the Nowhere, but you got into my deepest thought
My music is my owner, my bit is complicated code
The only thing I wonder, are you ready to be overloaded?
So... Would you... Would you...
Would you fight for it?
Would you prove that you love me?
I don’t need any illusions,
I need a conclusion that you’ll fight for it
I don’t need any illusions,
I need a conclusion that you’ll fight for it
Fight for it!
Would you prove that you love me?
I don’t need any illusions,
I need a conclusion that you’ll fight for it