Lick my face like a terrorist
You won’t make me feel sad
Tear my nerves from the vertebrae
You damaged the best that I had
And if the will drains away from you
It won’t be very fast
Paint me like the girls in your centrefold
You damaged, you damaged the best that I had
Evil has me the rest of the time
I don’t know but I don’t think that’s my guy
The thought of your face is a stain on my mind
I don’t know but I don’t think that’s my guy
That’s my guy
Don’t think that’s my guy
That’s my guy
Eat that phone, you’re a prisoner
You don’t get that from me
Rake that mane, you’re a manticore!
So murderous, vital and free
And if the life drains away from you
You won’t see me look back
Watch me disassemble your effectiveness
You damaged, you damaged the best that I had
Evil has me the rest of the time
I don’t know but I don’t think that’s my guy
The thought of your face is a stain on my mind
I don’t know but I don’t think that’s my guy
That’s my guy
Don’t think that’s my guy
That’s my guy
Evil has me the rest of the time
I don’t know but I don’t think that’s my guy
credits
from Equals,
released May 4, 2015
Callum Smith - Vocals, Guitar
Greig Duncan - Guitar, Vocals
Mark McCubbin - Bass
Stewart Robison - Drums
Music by Wrongnote
Engineered by Michael Davidson & Wrongnote
Recorded at The Cottage Studio, Loch Fyne, & home
Production, lyrics & artwork by Callum Smith
Mastered by Steve Kitch
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