Show Me What You’re Made Of
Aaron Buchanan, Laurie Buchanan, James Curtis-Thomas, Ryan Woods and Robin Martin
Are you with me, or without
We’re two of a kind, without doubt
You say you want me, I say I want him
We’re so sick
Need no story, need no name
Cut the small talk, just play the game
We’re lucid dreaming, and now we’re feeding on desire
Show me what you’re made of
Give me all you’ve got
You think you’ve taken all I know and love
But I’ve fooled you with a drop-shot