Like A Razor - Klyne

Written by：Osman Ferdaus Dehzad

You call me at the right time

When my head is on the line

Easing my soul like red wine

Intoxicated from your vine

You keep telling your lies of considerable size

Where's your empathy empathy

Don't tell me what's wrong or right 'cause I don't care for a fight

Just don't talk to me

You touch me like a razor

Nothing but a hell razor

Stirring up the river

Nothing but a hell razor

And now I feel the sword cut

It knocked me over like a flood

Oh I could keep my eyes shut

But your words are drawing blood

You keep telling your lies of considerable size

Where's your empathy empathy

Don't tell me what's wrong or right 'cause I don't care for a fight

Just don't talk to me

You touch me like a razor

Nothing but a hell razor

Stirring up the river

Nothing but a hell razor

Your tongue is like a razor

Nothing but a hell razor

Stirring up the river

Nothing but a hell razor

Help raise her

Tongue like a razor

Help raise her

Stirring up the river

Help raise her

Tongue like a razor

Help raise her

Stirring up the river

You touch me like a razor

Hell razor don't like a razor

Nothing but a hell razor

Hell razor stirring up the river

Stirring up the river

Hell razor don't like a razor

Nothing but a hell razor

Hell razor stirring up the river

You touch me like a razor

Hell razor don't like a razor

Nothing but a hell razor

Hell razor stirring up the river

Stirring up the river

Hell razor don't like a razor

Nothing but a hell razor

Hell razor stirring up the river

Hell razor don't like a razor

Hell razor stirring up the river

Hell razor don't like a razor

Hell razor stirring up the river