Текст песни
Pleasure… creeping in the night.
Pressure… turning into light.
Feel it in my body when the bass hits right.
Dark room… tight groove… we move on sight.
Pleasure… I hear it, I taste it.
Heat in the air and I just can’t waste it.
Pulse on the floor and we both embrace it.
Pleasure’s in control — no way to replace it.
Feel the pressure, feel the pressure
Pleasure… running through my veins.
Touch of the moment, cutting all my chains.
Pleasure… I hear it, I taste it.
Heat in the air and I just can’t waste it.
Pulse on the floor and we both embrace it.
Pleasure’s in control — no way to replace it.
Feel the pressure, feel the pressure
