Counterfeit, counterfeit
That`s what you`re...shouting at me
I could run but I`d sooner have this
And I make her bleed
Liquid blood stain from your finger
Say what do you see?
Remind you that whatever you get is
What you want it to be
You get a feeling, that`s what you choose
And I was told there was not a minute to lose
So if you`re waiting, jump out your skin
To find a cure for whatever state your in
I tell my good friends `get out the way!` of all the lightning hitting the trees today
We get a thrill from clapping our hands
We find the nearest girl and ask her to dance.
[Mary Pearce]
Oooh, I put on my shoes and I`m ready for the weekend x4
[Calvin Harris]
Coming back coming back
To a place where, I never knew.
Pushing knobs, pushing faders,
But I,don`t know what to do.
This reflection in my mirror, reminds me of you.
When I tilt it towards the sunlight, you fall out of view.
You get a feeling, that`s what you choose.
And I was told there was not a minute to lose
So if you`re waiting, jump out your skin
To find a cure for whatever state your in
I tell my good friends `get out the way!` of all the lightning hitting the trees today?
We get a thrill from clapping our hands
We find the nearest girl (and ask her to dance.)
[Mary Pearce]
Oooh, I put on my shoes and I`m ready for the weekend
Counterfeit, counterfeit
That`s what you`re...shouting at me
I could run but I`d sooner have this
And I make her bleed
Liquid blood stain from your finger
Say what do you see?
Remind you that whatever you get is
What you want it to be
You get a feeling, that`s what you choose
And I was told there was not a minute to lose
So if you`re waiting, jump out your skin
To find a cure for whatever state your in
I tell my good friends `get out the way!` of all the lightning hitting the trees today
We get a thrill from clapping our hands
We find the nearest girl and ask her to dance.
[Mary Pearce]
Oooh, I put on my shoes and I`m ready for the weekend x4
[Calvin Harris]
Coming back coming back
To a place where, I never knew.
Pushing knobs, pushing faders,
But I,don`t know what to do.
This reflection in my mirror, reminds me of you.
When I tilt it towards the sunlight, you fall out of view.
You get a feeling, that`s what you choose.
And I was told there was not a minute to lose
So if you`re waiting, jump out your skin
To find a cure for whatever state your in
I tell my good friends `get out the way!` of all the lightning hitting the trees today?
We get a thrill from clapping our hands
We find the nearest girl (and ask her to dance.)
[Mary Pearce]
Oooh, I put on my shoes and I`m ready for the weekend