Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up

You're always touching your iPhone
Continuously searching for some new toys
Even though you won't be getting anything (get nothing)
You're always waiting for its bumbling
And tweeting almost grumbling or like you're mumbling

It broadens your world, maybe, but it's only there in a screen
If you wanna be someone new that you've never been
I know why you sigh (Uh) feel like you're green
Where's your mind？ Let's make our love something sure

We go
Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up
These real things are more than memes
Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up
'Cause you're true art to me

There is nothing to smell, nothing to taste & no temperature
Blaming is immature (How would you verify those facts？
“Let Go！” is the only way to make it clear I swear
Wherever we go, no need for maxims,
finding brand new memes for what is real

It broadens your world, maybe, but it's only there in a screen
If you wanna be someone new that you've never been
I know why you sigh and feel like you're green
Where's your mind？ Let's make our love something sure

We go
Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up Up, up, up
These real things are more than memes
Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up Up, up, up
'Cause you're true art to me

And finally I'm texting this on my iPhone…
Throwing it away so I can tell this to you directly
I need to be loved by you I need to love you

It broadens your world, maybe, but it's only there in a screen
If you wanna be someone new that you've never been
I know why you sigh and feel like you're green
Where's your mind？ Let's make our love something sure

We go
Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up Up, up, up
These real things are more than memes
Up, up, up, up Up, up, up, up Up, up, up
'Cause you're true art to me