Paroles de Couture and Concrete (remix live)

Lights on the lens, silhouettes in the glass A blur of the fabric as the seasons all pass Structure and shadow, the geometry of the soul Step inside the frame, let the rhythm take control Cold steel and silk, a conversation in white We're walking on air, we're the kings of the night Strike the art, hold the line Movement is the grand design Strike the art, hold the line Everything is looking divine Let the floor become the scene This is how we're meant to be Couture, pose Leave it, vogue Street walk, runway flow Let the kinetic energy grow Don't just look, become, become the view Don't just look, become the view The velvet is shaking, the concrete is loud We're losing the ego, we're finding the crowd No more mirrors, no more glass Just the vibration that's built to last The sweat and the sparkle, the fire in the floor The sweat and the sparkle, the fire in the floor We're not walking anymore, we're knocking on the door Strike the art, hold the line Movement is the grand design Strike the art, hold the line Everything is looking divine Let the floor become the scene This is how we're meant to be Don't stop the motion, strike the art High fashion, strike the art Now leave it on the floor