Richard Ashcroft - Born to be strangers

^A#mFame, fickle fame, Gotcha going insane, with your lit up fuse ^A#mFilm everything, I bet your life, now share your views ^A#mLove, that fickle game, I got me going insane, but I know what to do ^A#mCoz you, glorious you, you got me boken in two ^A#mbut I don't feel no fool x3

^D#mAnd some of us will always be ^A#mstrangers ^D#mAnd some of us we seek out ^A#mdanger

^A#mYou, glorious you, you make me feel like I'm broken in two ^A#mLove, love by the fire, weak at the knees but I know what to do ^A#mCry, those bitter tears, I used to feel so alone, now I got my own ^A#mLet it go to your head x3

^D#mCoz some of us are born to be ^A#mstrangers ^D#mAlone in this world we seek out ^A#mdanger ^D#mCoz some of us will always be ^A#mstrangers ^D#mAnd some of us who are always seeking ^A#mdanger

^D#mAnd some of us are born to be ^A#mstrangers ^D#mWanna be with you it feels so ^A#mcontagious ^D#mAnd some of us don't get what you're ^A#msaying ^D#mCoz some of us we seek out ^A#mdanger

^A#mThat country, soul, blues thing x2 ^A#mThat country, city, city, country blues thing