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? 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?