Who blinded the eyes of yours Who is your nerve paralysis
 Who lied to your ears Who dominate the action you (That was not me)
 
 The next second I want you know Only I can decide my everything
 Aslong as you all consciousness is not to late Keep your style
 
 We can indulge (My style) We can difference (My style)
 We can always sing to the morning at here
 
 Yes I Yes I found my style I will not be alone
 I said I was quiet for long long time Finally I returned Now
 
 Go (go) cry with me Go (go) dance with me 
 Go (go) excited with me Go (go) mad with me