Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up.
There are times when I'm so bored that I can't do it all.
Even if I'm with you,
I want
to dance if I can talk.
Now it's a glass discotheque.
I'm upside down, desire.
I'm burning like a flame,
desire.
I'm lonely.
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up.
I'm high.
I'm sorry.
I'm not in the mood.
I'm feeling the afternoon.
Loneliness at night.
Yes, I'm crossing the luxurious night.
I'm still here.
What should I believe in?
Even scandals are the ecstasy of the times.
We bump into each other,
we spin, desire.
That's how dreams are.
it won't matter.
I'm
upside down,
desire.
I'm burning like a flame, desire.
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up.
I'm high.
