Razor blade

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Razor blade,Razor blade
Let's sing a song
Let's erase the pain
Even though its wrong

I'll press you against my skin
And wait for the blood to come
My eyes full with tears
The dirty deed is done

The pain is gone
Even if its only for now
As I smile to myself
And take a little bow

Razor blade,Razor blade
We sang our song
And now your time is done
Was it really that wrong.

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