The Chats - Heatstroke

My eyes are cloudy, up there in the sky
Hands are twitchy and my mouth's getting dry
There's a fire burning in my brain
And there ain't no-one to give me first aid

This weather's gonna put me in a coma
I can't wait until until summer's over
Feeling dizzy, think I'm gon' faint
And there ain't no-one to give me first aid

I got heatstroke
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Throbbing head and me arms are weak
Sick to death of this fucking heat
Finding it hard, harder to breathe
In a climate higher than forty degrees

I got heatstroke
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Written by:
Eamon Zambia Sandwith, Joshua Price, Matthew Boggis

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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