With passion he choose why don't you scream
With passion it's cold and nice to try
With passion he choose the one he's like
With passion he's ruined
With passion it's true and what's his name
Inside home
I don't wanna take a ride home
I shouldn't make a bright one
And I sulk but a bright ones all I choose
With passion it's true and what's his name
With passion it's you
