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Crying Lightning 
Hard
by Arctic Monkeys
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Outside the cafe by the factory
You practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude
As you talked 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 into your strawberry lace
And then offered me your attention
In the form of a gobstopper
It's all you had and it was going to waste
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little 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 excuses to postpone
You never looked like yourself
From the but your profile
Could not hide the fact
You I was approaching your throne
folded you occupied
The bench like a toothache
Stood and your chest out
you'd never a war
I so not to suffer
The of a reaction
was no to or gaps to claw
And your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game
You had called "Crying lightning"
And how you liked to aggravate
The icky man on rainy afternoons
Uninviting
But not half as impossible
As everyone assumes you are
"Crying lightning"
Your consisted of the strange
Twisted and deranged
And I that little game you had called
lightning
Crying lightning
Crying lightning
lightning
Your pastimes, of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I that little game
You had called "Crying"...
You practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude
As you talked 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 into your strawberry lace
And then offered me your attention
In the form of a gobstopper
It's all you had and it was going to waste
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little 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 excuses to postpone
You never looked like yourself
From the but your profile
Could not hide the fact
You I was approaching your throne
folded you occupied
The bench like a toothache
Stood and your chest out
you'd never a war
I so not to suffer
The of a reaction
was no to or gaps to claw
And your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game
You had called "Crying lightning"
And how you liked to aggravate
The icky man on rainy afternoons
Uninviting
But not half as impossible
As everyone assumes you are
"Crying lightning"
Your consisted of the strange
Twisted and deranged
And I that little game you had called
lightning
Crying lightning
Crying lightning
lightning
Your pastimes, of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I that little game
You had called "Crying"...
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