Pushing down on me, pressing down on you, no man has thought of your pressure. But when you feel me dry, it's so feminine too, but people on streets... Eat it up, eat it up That's okay It's the terror of knowing what this world is about Watching some good friends scream Tomorrow gets higher What you want, people, people on speech Turned away from it all, like a blind man Sat on a fence, but I don't want Keep coming up with love, but it's so slashed and torn Why?
Why? La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Such an old-fashioned life And I've guessed you To care for the people On the edge of the night And love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves This is our last dance This is our last dance This is ourselves Under pressure Under pressure