L Y R I C S

I can’t believe the way that you loved us 

I can’t believe you caused so much pain 

You deceive, you thieve in the name of your religion 

You fill our eyes and they turn to rain 

We needed a saviour and we got you 

You can kill us with kindness that never rings true 

We keep our mouth shut and just play dumb 

Absolution awaits but the Kingdom has gone

The wages of sinners keep you praying for more 

He’s the man with the word and we’ve heard it before 

Out on the street, you deny what you’ve done 

But there’s lies on your lips and lies on your tongue 

(Under Suspicion) Dirty minds with angel looks 

(Under Suspicion) The preacher hides behind his book 

Inside there’s still growing without people knowing 

There’s a child of a man who’s dead to the world 

Who in their right mind finds pleasure in pain 

If God is a witness he should drown in his shame 

You can swear on the bible - the little black book 

The truth will out ‘bout the lives you took 

Needed a saviour and we got you 

You can kill us with kindness that never rings true 

We keep our mouth shut and just play dumb 

Absolution awaits but heaven has gone 

Looking at you with a gun in your hand 

You’re the devil’s son - not a paradise man 

The nine-o-nine that departed the scene 

Just something to read about in sick magazines 

(Under Suspicion) Angel looks with dirty minds 

(Under Suspicion) If God is love then love is blind 

Inside there’s still growing without people knowing 

There’s a child of a man who’s dead to the world 

Staring into the paper cup - your reflection is looking up 

(Under Suspicion) I can’t believe the way that you loved us 

(Under Suspicion) I can’t believe you caused so much pain 

(Under Suspicion) You deceive, You thieve in the name of your religion 

(Under Suspicion) You fill our eyes and they turn to rain 

(Under Suspicion) Dirty minds with angel looks 

(Under Suspicion) The preacher hides behind his books 

(Under Suspicion) Inside there’s still growing without people knowing

(Under Suspicion) There’s a child of a man who’s dead to the world 

C R E D I T S:

Lead Vocals: David McKendrick 

Guitar Solo 1: Patri Grief, Spain 

Guitar Solo 2: Ben Porter, England

Production, arrangement and programming: David McKendrick 

Written by Ian Hughes-Guy and David McKendrick