Album: Ministry of Sound: House Party
Trois, deux, un
(Huh, you fuck to this shit?)
(Do you fuck to this shit?)
(Huh, do you fuck to this shit?)
I'm hanging onto every fire
I'm hanging onto every dream
I'm hanging onto everything that I want
Just so I know what I need
I'm hanging onto every mirror
And your reflection still remains,
I'm hanging onto every word you say now
Every little word you say, you say
(Huh, do you fuck to this shit?)
Every little word you say
(Huh, do you fuck to this shit?)
Every little word you say
Waiting on a resolution
As we merely at moonshine
Take me to that place of serenity
Somewhere I can kill the time
So when my patience treads on thin ice
When my heart gives up on faith,
Yeah, I'll be still hanging onto every word you say now
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say seems to make it all ok
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say makes me wanna seize the day
Every little word you say, you say!
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say, you say
So should my grip ever get looser
Please make sure I never stray
'Cause I'm still hanging onto every word you say now
Every little word you say (every little word you say)
Every little word you say seems to make it all ok
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say makes me wanna seize the day
Every little word you say, you say!
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say, you say
Every little word you say, you say
Do you fuck to this shit?!