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RAZOR LINES
 
COUNT THE DROPS OF BLOOD AS YOUR ERASE YOUR LIFE
CARRY YOURSELF PEACFEULLY AS YOU HIDE THAT KNIFE

SO YOU WRAP THE WOUNDS TIL THEY CAN HEAL
JUSTIFY THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN FEEL
CAN YOU FEEL
WITH YOUR RAZOR LINES

ARE YOU FINISHED WITH HIDING ALL OF YOUR PAIN
THERES NO SOLUTION TO YOU ITS ALL THE SAME

BANDAGE THE WOUNDS, BREAK THE BONDS TONIGHT
CUT YOUR LIFE AWAY TIL IT FEELS RIGHT
MAKE IT RIGHT
WITH YOUR RAZOR LINES

STOP YOURSELF YOUR GOING OVERBOARD
YOUR NOT ALONE IN THIS WAR

ITS ALIGHT ITS OK
TONIGHT ITS OVER
AS YOU SLIP AWAY FADE AWAY
SLIP AWAY FADE AWAY
IN YOUR RAZOR LINES

By LunaGraves

© 2009 LunaGraves (All rights reserved)

 

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