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2-yr-old song, trying to add this piano line (sorry to all pianists everywhere)
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Lyrics
You come to me in the shape of a gun
and I pull the trigger
You come to me in the shape of a knife
and I bury you in my heart
You come to me, and I see God
and I am blasphemous
and I'm sorry
for worshipping you too little and too much
His sweet words sound like insults
His distance feels like pushing me away
I'm lost following his finger pointing the way
I am smothered without him even holding me
Let go let go let go
Leave his body now...
and I pull the trigger
You come to me in the shape of a knife
and I bury you in my heart
You come to me, and I see God
and I am blasphemous
and I'm sorry
for worshipping you too little and too much
His sweet words sound like insults
His distance feels like pushing me away
I'm lost following his finger pointing the way
I am smothered without him even holding me
Let go let go let go
Leave his body now...




















rtcooper
Your voice is lovely and clear, but somewhat distant from the Capture Mic. Common to situations "Wanting" more mic.s than one has.
Your interval and pitch control is a joy. The closing descant would only be better by the Capture.
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Very Best Regards,
Cooper