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Crying Lightning 
Hard
de Arctic Monkeys
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the by the factory
You were a magic trick
And my got rude
As you and chewed
On the last of your and mix
So, you're mistaken if you're thinking
That I haven't been called cold before
As you bit strawberry lace
And then offered me your attention
In the form of a gobstopper
It's all you had left and it was going to waste
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love game
You had called "Crying lightning"
And how you liked to aggravate
The ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on its way to meet you
Thinking of to postpone
You looked like yourself
the side but your profile
Could not the fact
You I was approaching throne
folded arms you occupied
The like a toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out
you'd never lost a war
Although I tried so not to suffer
The indignity of a reaction
There was no to or gaps to claw
And your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I little game
You had "Crying lightning"
And how you to aggravate
The icky man on rainy afternoons
Uninviting
But not half as impossible
As you are
"Crying lightning"
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
Twisted and deranged
And I that little game you had called
Crying lightning
lightning
lightning
Crying lightning
Your pastimes, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I that little game
You had called "Crying"...
You were a magic trick
And my got rude
As you and chewed
On the last of your and mix
So, you're mistaken if you're thinking
That I haven't been called cold before
As you bit strawberry lace
And then offered me your attention
In the form of a gobstopper
It's all you had left and it was going to waste
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love game
You had called "Crying lightning"
And how you liked to aggravate
The ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on its way to meet you
Thinking of to postpone
You looked like yourself
the side but your profile
Could not the fact
You I was approaching throne
folded arms you occupied
The like a toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out
you'd never lost a war
Although I tried so not to suffer
The indignity of a reaction
There was no to or gaps to claw
And your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I little game
You had "Crying lightning"
And how you to aggravate
The icky man on rainy afternoons
Uninviting
But not half as impossible
As you are
"Crying lightning"
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
Twisted and deranged
And I that little game you had called
Crying lightning
lightning
lightning
Crying lightning
Your pastimes, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I that little game
You had called "Crying"...
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