Arctic Monkeys Lyrics
7. All My Own Stunts
Caricatures of your wrecking ball down In my mind All the time I wanna be in that damsel patterned alley Where you go For a smoke And sorrow slow dances The phones are lining up Taking no chances Close but never close enough Been watching cowboy films On gloomy afternoons Tinting the solitude Put on your dancing shoes And show me what to do I know you've got the moves All my own stunts Hanging has changed it's tune Linking arms Syncing hearts And sorrow slow dances Around the edges of her eyes Taking no chances The last one out to win a prize Been watching cowboy films On gloomy afternoons Tinting the solitude Put on your dancing shoes And show me what to do I know you've got the moves
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