Tonight It's On - Kitty Wu

There is always a winner

A loser will be crowned

But at this very moment you’re a thief

Your pockets pack my discipline

Your hand stuck in the jar

I’d hold it but it gives you no relief

Your caot hangs so impatient

On the hanger

Tonight it’s on

There is a price between us

A currency exchanged

And at this very moment we’re for sale

You know beyond a doubt

When you are doing people that you hate

Machine is operated by a stranger

Tonight it’s on

And it will break your back

On every bed that was

Supposed to comfort you

And give your body rest

And it will spike your drinks

And travel through your veins

Aided by the ugly

Movements that you make

Tonight it’s on