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?

 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?