Jame, pick a frame
I got you goin' insane
With your lit up fuse
Film everything
About your life
Now and share your views
Look, that fickle game
A-got me goin' insane
But I know what to do
'Cause you, and Glorious you
You got me broken in two
But I don't feel no [?]
God, don't feel no [?]
But I don't feel no [?]
And some of us will always be strangers
And some of us, we seek out danger
You, Glorious you
And you make me feel
Like I'm broken in two
Look, look out a fire
I'm weak at the knees
But I know what to do
Cry those bitter tears
I used to feel so alone
Now I got my own
Let it go to your head
Let it go to your head
Let it go to your head
'Cause some of us are born to be strangers
Alone in this world, we seek out danger
And some of us will always be strangers
And some of us, ooh always seekin' out danger
And some of us are born to be strangers
Wanna be with you, it feels so contagious
And some of us don't care what you're saying here
And some of us, we seek out danger
That country soul blues thing
That country soul blues thing
That country city, city
That country blues thing
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