The Chats-Heatstroke

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My eyes are cloudier than the sky
Hands are twitchy and my mouth’s gettin’ dry
There’s a fire burnin’ 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 summer’s over
Feelin’ dizzy, think I might faint
And there ain’t no one to give me first aid

I got heatstroke, heatstroke, heatstroke, heatstroke, no!
Heatstroke, heatstroke, heatstroke, heatstroke, no!

Throbbin’ head and me arms are weak
Sick to death of this fuckin’ heat
Findin’ it hard, harder to breathe
In a climate higher than forty degrees

I got heatstroke, heatstroke, heatstroke, heatstroke, no!
Heatstroke, heatstroke, heatstroke, heatstroke, no!