Move
SF9
Move
Move, rhythm
Move, rhythm
You got the
In a strange atmosphere
You can let go of yourself
I can't escape
This sluggish moment
As my messy hair gets tangled
Let it be beautiful, oh oh
Even if my posture sways
It's okay, look at me straight, oh, yeah
Starting under the dark lights, move
Elegant gestures, subtle eye contact
You shine by the transparent window, a flickering move
That strange feeling, a dizzy attraction
Under the dark lights, a move that captivates me
Elegant gestures, subtle eye contact
You're moving as you're drawn
Your lips, hips, anything
You're moving as you're drawn
Your lips, hips
When our shallow breaths mix and become one
We finally become us, the rain flowing through our bodies
There's no rule, we gotta make a move yeah
Whatever you imagine is fine, a new color in the darkness
My own color like champagne
Red light la la la la la
Trauma, show your color sign
The way she looks at me turns me on
I want my own color like champagne
Red light la la la la la
Focus on every move I make
I'm the male version of Venus
Then turn on the lights
Cheers like a toast
No expression, no sentence
Can fully contain you
We'll be perfect as we are
Forget about worries, just repeat yeah
Just repeat
Just repeat
Starting under the dark lights, move
Elegant gestures, subtle eye contact
You shine by the transparent window, a flickering move
That strange feeling, a dizzy attraction
Under the dark lights, a move that captivates me
Elegant gestures, subtle eye contact
(You got got the rhythm
You got got the rhythm)