Mirror Exit Funk

(ooh-yeah) There's a stranger in the mirror,

look closer Counting exits from the room (counting down) With a bracelet

on your wrist that is not yours Let the bassline sweep the

gloom

Parade float

parked on a side street Shadows fall across the glass

Spinning metal on a silver chain

Waiting for the night to pass

There's a stranger in the mirror,

look closer

Counting exits from the room (counting down) With a bracelet on your

wrist that is not yours Let the bassline sweep the gloom

An initial in the silver,

a token of the lost Dancing on the pavement,

counting up the cost

(whose name is it?)

There's a stranger in the mirror,

look closer Counting exits from the room (counting down) With a bracelet

on your wrist that is not yours Let the bassline sweep the

gloom

Counting the exits... Just a stranger...