The Razor

Why are you so sad?

Why are you so down and out?

This is you weak side

Why are you so sad?

What have I done?

What have I done?

Pumping in your chest

Pressure’s rising and you sweat

You feel like you’re going to faint

The pills you possess are not going to help you

She’s like a razor

Her silhouette cuts through the brain like alcohol

Her grace will embrace and heal your soul

But negative side effects lead to the hospital

Why are you so sad?

Why are you so down and out?

This is you weak side

Why are you so sad?

What have I done?

What have I done?

Pumping in your chest

Pressure’s rising and you sweat

You feel like you’re going to faint

The pills you possess are not going to help you

Pumping in your chest

She will haunt you, you can’t rest

Until the end when daylight dies

Expect the worst, no, no one will help you