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* ARCTIC MONKEYS LYRICS.

feel free to change what is necessary. some lyrics have been edited for clarity.

I'm a puppet on a string.

Satisfaction feels like a distant memory.

I can't help myself.

Are you mine?

I lost track of time and space.

You got me, baby.

Are you mine tomorrow?

Are you mine just tonight?

I can have one of those organic cigarettes that she smokes.

As I arrived, I thought I saw you leaving.

I was dreaming of bumping into you.

I left you multiple missed calls.

Why do you always call me when you're high?

Are you out tonight?

I'm incapable of making the right decisions.

You said you got to be up in the morning.

You're starting to bore me, baby.

What's been happening in your world?

What have you been up to?

I heard you fell in love.

I gotta tell you the truth.

Snap out of it.

Forever isn't for everyone.

I'll be here.

I'm waiting ever so patiently for you.

Darling, how could you be so blind?

Make no mistake.

I'm sure you could have made it better on your own.

You told a million people that you'd stay in touch.

All the little promises, they don't mean much.

There's memories to be made.

True romance can't be achieved these days.

You are the only ones who know.

What did you expect?

I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck.

I did the last time I checked.

I crumble completely when you cry.

Everything's in order in a black hole.

Remember when you used to be a rascal?

It's the best you ever had.

Those dreams aren't as daft as they seem.

I'm flicking through a little book of sex tips.

Remember when they were electric?

I'm guessing that you'd rather just forget it.

Where did you go?

You're not coming back again.

That bloody mary's lacking in tobasco.

Advertise in imaginative ways.

Start your free trial today.

You could meet someone you like.

Take it easy for a little while.

Come and stay with us.

I'm in no position to give advice.

I don't want to be nice.

Now, look at the mess we made.

I found out the hard way.

So, who you gonna call?

I wanted to be one of those ghosts.

It's alright, because you love me.

What exactly is it you've been drinking these days?

It's dark early.

It's the star treatment.

You were practicing a magic trick.

You're mistaken if you think that I haven't been called cold before.

It's all you had left.

It was going to waste.

I was thinking of excuses to postpone.

You're not half as impossible as everyone assumes you are.

Stop making eyes at me.

I'll stop making eyes at you.

Your shoulders are frozen.

You're dynamite.

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor.

I don't know if you're looking for romance.

I wish you'd stop ignoring me.

I don't think it's very fair.

I'm pinned down by the dark.

I'm nearly crying in my sleep.

It's more than I'm willing to confess.

We're divided up between two teams.

Let's make a mess.

Don't get emotional.

That isn't like you.

I know I promised this.

If you wanna walk me to the car.

You ought to know I have a heavy heart.

You're getting cynical.

That won't do.

How's that insatiable appetite?

Baby, it's been nice.

Can we please be absolutely sure?

#prompts.

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* THE MENU PROMPTS.

feel free to adjust what’s necessary.

Please don’t smoke.

It’ll kill your palate.

Then my palate will die happy.

You’re fucking kidding, right?

What, are we eating a Rolex?

Just go with the flow.

Let it be magical.

Hey, it’s your dime.

You deserve this, baby.

Fuck. We’re dicks, huh?

Tonight will be madness.

Oh, my God. Check it out.

Hey, aren’t you supposed to be running interference for me?

It’s actually fucking laughably good.

Jesus, this is like prom.

That was really awkward.

Don’t worry about it.

We have reached the base camp of Mount Bullshit.

You guys ever get burned out?

We can’t miss this.

He knew my name!

I noticed you didn’t ask his name.

I’m trying to do a goodbye toast.

The “talking about our lives” thing?

Yeah, fucking of course it’s my fault, bro.

I’m an asshole.

We’re pathetic, aren’t we?

Oh, my God, dude. Somebody, shoot us.

I’m sitting with the coolest girl here.

Yeah, those people are idiots.

It’s art on the edge of the abyss.

What happens inside this room is meaningless.

It’s just that I find it all very moving.

It doesn’t really matter whether he likes you or not.

What does that mean?

It’s magical.

It’s half-great. It’s there in moments.

Okay, so we go to Italy, right?

I fake an orgasm.

At least we can say we’ve been here, right?

I mean, this looks like a suburban landscaping.

What the fuck?

Is he gonna keep doing that?

What could be simpler?

He must be joking.

This is next-level.

Are you fucking serious?

I mean, it’s a little outrageous, isn’t it?

It’s fiendish, really.

He’s a storyteller.

He doesn’t give a fuck about the rules.

Call me the girl next door.

Dearest, no one would ever call you the girl next door.

Maybe there are some rules that you should give a fuck about.

You wicked thing.

Oh, fuck it.

We won’t tell a soul, lady. I promise, okay?

You will eat less than you desire and more than you deserve.

It’s so fucking good. Embalm me in this.

That is not what I meant, madam. And you know it.

Christ, that was humiliating.

A faint sense of longing and regret.

Longing and regret. My favorite.

Can we not obsess? Please?

And what the hell is that?

So, let me tell you a memory of mine.

As you can see, she’s rather drunk.

I finally had to stab him in the thigh with kitchen scissors.

Now, I suppose I should’ve stabbed him in the throat that evening.

We’re not so smart when we’re young.

I mean, what the fuck was that?

Dude, that guy’s got a dark sense of humor, bro.

Like a gag, then?

I didn’t think he’d really mind.

Should I apologize?

Apologize for what?

Maybe it’s a joke ’cause you’re friends, right?

I mean, you know, do I have any friends?

What the hell are these?

These are tortillas.

Do you know how fucked you are?

Did you just fucking snap at me?

What did you just call me?

I called you a child because you’re fucking acting like it.

You need to apologize to me right now.

Actually, I can because, ding dong, I’m the one who’s paying.

You shouldn’t be in here.

Why do you care?

I take my work very seriously.

That wounds me.

Who are you?

I’ll ask again. Who are you?

You shouldn’t be here tonight.

Please get the fuck out of my way.

Excuse me. But what the hell is going on here?

He aspires to greatness, but he’ll never achieve it.

It’s the mess you make of your life, of your body, of your sanity.

You give everything you have to please people you will never know.

What’s wrong with you?

That was a shock.

I didn’t see that coming.

This is an exclusive experience.

We’re leaving. Now.

Is something wrong?

It’s not funny, lady! Jesus Christ!

This is real, isn’t it? I can’t do it.

I can’t do a hostage thing. I can’t.

I made that up.

I honestly think that this whole thing is just for our benefit.

No, no, I’m sorry, but you’re all wrong.

What the fuck does it matter?

You were not a part of that plan.

We’re all gonna die tonight.

It’s arbitrary.

I love you all.

It’s not fucking fair.

What are our options?

What other choice do we have?

Sometimes all you need is a good cup of tea.

Why the fuck is this happening, man?

You buttress.

You coddle.

Your ego was fed.

You donkey.

I’ve been fooled into trying to satisfy people who could never be satisfied.

We have money. Just say how much, and we’ll give it to you!

No. I don’t need your money.

I said, “Listen.”

That silence means… I’m free.

You’ve made your decision?

Oh, I was expecting more.

Fuck you!

Wow. Specific.

Do you enjoy providing your services?

Follow me into the tranquil night air.

Don’t be frightened.

We’re gonna die tonight.

You know I’m awful.

Care to join me inside?

It’s getting chilly.

You know, it’s the emoji for me.

You’re very talented.

Get away from me!

Fuck off, bro!

Are we all really dying tonight?

I’m super proud of it.

Party’s over.

I’m a fucking failure.

So, you hired her knowing she’d die.

You entitled piece of shit!

You can’t blame her, can you?

I gave you access to our world.

You’re not like the others, are you?

That impressed me.

I have something for you.

You look wonderful.

Mr. Handsome Boy.

What do you need?

Shit? Would you like some shit?

You are why the mystery has been drained from our art.

You see that now, don’t you?

And now you’re free, too.

I wanna apologize to you all.

We strive for perfection, which of course does not exist.

That is a hard truth for me to accept.

I just don’t think it’s really fair.

What school did you go to?

Student loans?

I’m sorry. You’re dying.

Motherfucker. Really?

Why would you die for him?

You will not replace me.

You told them it was my birthday?

That seemed funny about three hours ago.

I am a monster.

I can no longer be hurt.

Did he just quote Martin Luther King?

Did you call someone?

The fuck are you doing to that man?

You’ll be tempted to ask him for help.

Something to think about.

Well, thank you for your service.

Come on. Clearly, there’s a misunderstanding.

He wants to kill us all!

We work as a team.

You’re a taker.

What did you say?

I’m sorry to hear that.

Then you’re kidding yourself.

What do you have?

You know what I’d really like?

I don’t think you can.

Show me.

How much will that set me back?

Unfortunately, I think my eyes were a little bigger than my stomach.

Thank you for everything.

I told you you weren’t leaving.

You represent the ruin of my art and my life, and now you get to be a part of it.

Jesus fucking Christ! Please.

We will be martyrs or heretics.

Thank you.

#prompts.

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