DESCRIPTION:
Original song, trying to have fun with polyrhythms, so please comment!


you're copycat killers
you're not real people
though the blade of your knife may still draw blood
painted white faces on dark blessed nights
you're just stepping in the shoes of murderers

you're a big shot dealer
in childhood homes
in picture frame ceilings
in flesh and bone
he's got nothing on his mind but saving face
she's got nothing on her mind but love displaced

copycat killers will
kill real people
leave the blood on the knife
a threatening call
would you kill for faith?
live for art?
you die for her?
you're just senseless hacks,
you maniacs don't call it sir

he'd bring the joy back into her life he said
he'd bring the joy back into her life
bring the joy back into her life he said
he'd bring the joy back into her life

but when i say
forgive me
im not forgiven
im not forgiven

you're copycat killers
you're not real people
though the blade of your knife may still draw blood
painted white faces on dark blessed nights
you're just stepping in the shoes of murderers

he'd bring the joy back into her life he said
he'd bring the joy back into her life
bring the joy back into her life he said
he'd bring the joy back into her life
she said the devils kiss is too sweet now i must be off
she said the devils kiss is too sweet now i must be off

but when i say
forgive me
im not forgiven
im not forgiven

she said the devils kiss is too sweet now i must be off
she said the devils kiss is too sweet now i must be off
she said the devils kiss is too sweet now i must be off
she said the devils kiss is too sweet now i must be off
she said the devils kiss is too sweet now i must be off
she said the devils kiss is too sweet now i must be off

Drums: Ben Cox
Bass, Backing vocals, poduction: Sam Cromack

Words and music Ben Fahey

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