COPYCAT KILLER

Okay
Did you think (nope)
That you could commit your larceny?
Even your girlfriend wears my personality
Nineteen, wannabe (yuck)
She's playing with a copycat killer

(Ooh Ooh)
I'm looking at your plan b
(Ooh Ooh)
I wouldn't bet against me
You put a knife in my back
You get used to that
When you're fucking with a copycat
(Killer)

Oh look, It's you again
In the way of my penthouse view, again
Careful where you say shit
Living in a snake pit
You're hissing at a copycat killer

You put a knife in my back
You get used to that
When you're fucking with a copycat
(Killer)

I, I just do what I like
You can never decide
Maybe that's why you like me
Oh, I See you in the backline
I'll be under the lights
While you wonder
What it's like (killer)



Credits
Writer(s): Pierre Francois Blondeau, John Adam Howard, Alannah Jean Prins, Jillian Margaret Slade, Shawn Platzker
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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