I'll play with the call and response
Until you won't anymore
When you grow tired of me
And my leading questions
And cold hands upon your skin
For who am I
But a natural born killer, for peace of mind?
I'm a distant translation
Of a man he could once recognise
And a woman he used to love
I wonder if, Father
You ever feel the same sometimes?
For who am I, but a simple reflection
At the scene of a crime?
Talk slow, while I call you on the phone
For the second time tonight
I'll be just fine
Turn me on or you can turn me down
Let's just stay in this moment
I'm a natural born killer of
Talk slow, while I cry on the phone
For the second time tonight
Turn me on
You'll turn me down
I'll play with call and response
Until you won't anymore
When you grow tired of me
For who am I, but a natural born killer?
Orlagh Niamh - Natural Born Killer Lyrics
Orlagh Niamh - Natural Born Killer Lyrics
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I'll play with the call and response
Until you won't anymore
When you grow tired of me
And my leading questions
And cold hands upon your skin
For who am I
But a natural born killer, for peace of mind?
I'm a distant translation
Of a man he could once recognise
And a woman he used to love
I wonder if, Father
You ever feel the same sometimes?
For who am I, but a simple reflection
At the scene of a crime?
Talk slow, while I call you on the phone
For the second time tonight
I'll be just fine
Turn me on or you can turn me down
Let's just stay in this moment
I'm a natural born killer of
Talk slow, while I cry on the phone
For the second time tonight
Turn me on
You'll turn me down
I'll play with call and response
Until you won't anymore
When you grow tired of me
For who am I, but a natural born killer?
Until you won't anymore
When you grow tired of me
And my leading questions
And cold hands upon your skin
For who am I
But a natural born killer, for peace of mind?
I'm a distant translation
Of a man he could once recognise
And a woman he used to love
I wonder if, Father
You ever feel the same sometimes?
For who am I, but a simple reflection
At the scene of a crime?
Talk slow, while I call you on the phone
For the second time tonight
I'll be just fine
Turn me on or you can turn me down
Let's just stay in this moment
I'm a natural born killer of
Talk slow, while I cry on the phone
For the second time tonight
Turn me on
You'll turn me down
I'll play with call and response
Until you won't anymore
When you grow tired of me
For who am I, but a natural born killer?
Writer: Orlagh Scott
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