New Kind Of Thrill

Floating off the coast of Mexico on a rafter
I reckon there must be a couple of million down there
And though I cannot swim, we can learn together
Eating nothing but the sun and the lives of our caipirihnas
Oh, I feel alive
Yeah, I feel alive
You better run honey, yeah you better run
You better run, honey
'Cause the only thing they give you
From a swing is if you get up and run
You better run
You better run
You better run
You better run
You better run
Your blood in your hair
Honey there’s that sound in my ears
But I’m still trying to survive
Oh, I’m trying to breathe
I feel alive
Yeah, I feel alive
You better run honey, yeah you better run
You better run, honey
'Cause the only thing they give you
From a swing is if you get up and run
Oh yeah, if you get up and run
Oh yeah, if you get up and run
Oh yeah, if you get up and run
Oh yeah, if you get up and run and
I need a new kind of thrill
She said to me, so I feel alive
And though there’s nothing that I wouldn’t try
You just don’t it get it I need a new kind of thrill
I need a new kind of thrill
I need a new kind of thrill
I need a new kind of thrill
So I feel alive
Oh, I feel alive
I feel alive
Yeah, I feel alive