♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Running too fast Coming too soon Using our test In a thought balloon It's like going under Time eats up your world We are torn asunder But all we really need Is our cheap thrill We gotta have Our cheap thrill So we make sense of dream With undercover eyes We gave them everything we had And now you're paralyzed No point explaining I'm not complaining My brain is draining so fast Now we talk for hours No time for showers This rage devours all ♪ ♪ ♪ Baby turn around You're swimming too far down This ain't no hollow ground Baby turn around You're swimming too far down This ain't no hollow ground It goes and it's coming around To be the thrill tonight All we need is our cheap thrill All we need is our cheap thrill All we need ♪ ♪ ♪ All we need is our cheap thrill All we need is our cheap thrill All we need is our cheap thrill ♪ So we make sense of dream ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪