by Jim Reid
As soon as I get my head around you
I come around catching sparks off you
I get an electric charge from you
A second-hand living just won't do
And the way I feel tonight
I could die, and I wouldn't mind
And there's something going on inside
Makes you want to feel
Makes you want to try
Makes you want to blow the stars from the sky
And I can't stand up
I can't cool down
I can't get my head off the ground
As soon as I get my head around you
I come around catching sparks off you
And all I ever got from you
Was all I ever took from you
The world could die in pain
And I wouldn't feel no shame
And there's nothing holding me to blame
Makes you want to feel
Makes you want to try
Makes you want to blow the stars from the sky
And I'm taking myself
To a dirty part of town
Where all my troubles can't be found
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