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Crying Lightning 
Hard
by Arctic Monkeys
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Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude
As you and chewed
On the of your pick and mix
So, you're if you're thinking
I haven't been called cold before
As you bit into 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 that little game
You had called "Crying lightning"
And how you liked to aggravate
The ice-cream man on 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 side but your profile
not hide the fact
You knew I was approaching throne
With folded arms you occupied
The bench like a toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out
Like you'd never lost a war
I tried so not to suffer
The indignity of a reaction
was no to grasp or gaps to claw
And pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I 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 pastimes of the strange
Twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
lightning
Crying lightning
lightning
Crying lightning
Your pastimes, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game
You had called "Crying"...
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude
As you and chewed
On the of your pick and mix
So, you're if you're thinking
I haven't been called cold before
As you bit into 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 that little game
You had called "Crying lightning"
And how you liked to aggravate
The ice-cream man on 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 side but your profile
not hide the fact
You knew I was approaching throne
With folded arms you occupied
The bench like a toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out
Like you'd never lost a war
I tried so not to suffer
The indignity of a reaction
was no to grasp or gaps to claw
And pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I 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 pastimes of the strange
Twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
lightning
Crying lightning
lightning
Crying lightning
Your pastimes, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game
You had called "Crying"...
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