Fiendish wonder in the carnival's wake
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Though it caresses once again irritate
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Tread softly stranger
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Move over toward the danger THAT you seek
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You think excitement has receded
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And the mirror distracts
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The logic of the trance
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Quickly reaches and grasps
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Handsome and faceless
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And weightless, your imagination roams
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And now it's no ones fault but yours
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At the foot of the house of cards
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You thought you'd never get obsessed
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You thought the wolves would be impressed
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And you're a sinking stone
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But you know what it's like to hold the jeweller's hand
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That procession of pioneers all drowned
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In the moonlight they're more thrilling
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Those things that he knows
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As he leads you through the grinning
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Bubble blowers in the snow
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Watching his exit
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Is like falling off the ferry in the night
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The inevitables gather to push you around
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Any old voice makes a punishing sound
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He became laughter's assassin
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Shortly after he showed you what it was
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And now it's no ones fault but yours
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At the foot of the house of cards
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You thought you'd never get obsessed
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You thought the wolves would be impressed
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And you're a sinking stone
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But you know what it's like to hold the jeweller's hand
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That procession of pioneers all drowned
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If you've a lesson to teach me,
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I'm listening, ready to learn
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There's no one here to police me,
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I'm sinking in, until you return
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If you've a lesson to teach me,
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Don't deviate, don't be afraid
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Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate,
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Let's get it ingrained
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If you've a lesson to teach me,
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I'm listening, ready to learn
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There's no one here to police me,
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I'm sinking in, until you return
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If you've a lesson to teach me,
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Don't deviate, don't be afraid
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Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate,
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Let's get it ingrained
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If you've a lesson to teach me,
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I'm listening, ready to learn
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There's no one here to police me,
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I'm sinking in, until you return
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If you've a lesson to teach me,
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Don't deviate, don't be afraid
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Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate,
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Let's get it ingrained
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The Jeweller's Hands
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Arctic Monkeys |