Fever

Bullet For My Valentine · Fever [2010]

It's hot as hell in here

Everybody wants to lose control

The music's turned up loud, and the lights

Are turned down low



Wound up like a hurricane

And my head is about to explode

Can't wait to self-destruct

Can't wait to let it go



(Woah-oh)She hits the stage

(Woah-oh)She makes me crave

So come and get my money(Woah-oh-oh-oh)



I can feel your fever, taking over

Can you see your fever, taking over me

I can feel your fever, taking over

Got a dirty feeling, that you're the remedy



Woah Come on!



So I'm looking for a spark

I've got a fire to re-ignite

Don't worry you won't get burned

So don't, don't put up a fight



Pushed hard to breaking point

And I'm ready to overload

No limits and no regrets

It's time, to sell my soul



(Woah-oh)You're what I want

(Woah-oh)You're what I need

So come and take my money(Woah-oh-oh-oh)



I can feel your fever, taking over

Can you see your fever, taking over me

I can feel your fever, taking over

Got a dirty feeling, that you're the remedy

That you're the remedy



Come here you naughty girl, you're such a tease

You look so beautiful, down on your knees

Keep on those high-heeled shoes, rip off all your clothes

You smell so fucking good, it makes me lose control!



Losing control! (You're what I want)

Selling my soul! (You're what I need)

Losing control! (You're what I want)

I can't let you go!

Woah-oh-oh-oh



I can feel your fever, taking over

Can you see your fever, taking over me

I can feel your fever, taking over

Got a dirty feeling, that you're the remedy

That you're the remedy

You are, the remedy!