This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
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We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
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What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
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And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
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This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
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We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
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What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
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And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
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Looking for trouble and there's lovers to be had
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Those ones next to us are such lovely lads
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Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
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And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
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And we're forever unfulfilled
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Can't think why
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Like a search for murder clues
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In dead man's eyes
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Forever unfulfilled
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And can't think why
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Like a search for murder clues
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In dead man's eyes
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The more you open your mouth
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The more you're forcing performance
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All the attention is leading me to feel important (completely obnoxious)
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Now that we're here, we may as well go too far
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Wriggling around just so that you won't forget
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There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
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Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue
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Struggling with the notion that it's life not film
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This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
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We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
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What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
|
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
|
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
|
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
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What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
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And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
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This House Is A Circus
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Arctic Monkeys |