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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Richard Ashcroft
Richard Ashcroft
Guitar
Jon Kelly
Jon Kelly
Programming
Emre Ramazanoglu
Emre Ramazanoglu
Drums
Steve Wyreman
Steve Wyreman
Guitar
Damon Minchella
Damon Minchella
Bass Guitar
James Hunt
James Hunt
Saxophone
Nichol Thomson
Nichol Thomson
Trombone
Dominic Glover
Dominic Glover
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Ashcroft
Richard Ashcroft
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Richard Ashcroft
Richard Ashcroft
Producer
Jon Kelly
Jon Kelly
Producer
Emre Ramazanoglu
Emre Ramazanoglu
Mixing Engineer
Liam Hebb
Liam Hebb
Recording Engineer
Dani Spragg
Dani Spragg
Recording Engineer
Tim Young
Tim Young
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

James, 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, it got me goin' insane But I know what to do 'Cause you, inglorious you You got me broken in two But I don't feel no fool God, don't feel no fool But I don't feel no fool And some of us will always be strangers And some of us, we seek out danger You, inglorious you And you make me feel like I'm broken in two Love, love better fire, I'm weak at the knees But I know what to do Cry those bitter tears, I used to feel so alone And 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 who are 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 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
Writer(s): Richard Paul Ashcroft Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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