Intro: Creeping, throbbing, shock of love, corner toward Trying to part their whispers from shouting encore This will is itching, this want is making me soar What is expected, to see my happy one? Come on, just kill this, demands and notions, all this commotion is not worth it, Come on, just give this a second coming, an age is dawning with our smiles and laughter One foot forward, will you be catching my fall? Once I give, I know you'll be claiming more (from me) You had me scratching, you have been talking me sore (come on, just kill this. come on) What is expected, to carry you in my arms? (come on, just kill this. come on) ( ) Come on, just kill this, come on, just kill this... ( ) Come on, just kill this, come on, just kill this... (Refrão) ( ) ( )