| Razor Whenever there’s stress in my life I take a little knife Or a razor blade and slice up my skin Feel the blood dripping down my leg pain like there is a pin Stuck inside me that I cannot get out Other people think I’m fucked up Cause they have not yet tried Can’t understand how I felt when I cried They don’t see how the pain feels so strangely good Telling me I should stop don’t know why I should Chorus They tell me I should stop Telling me I should drop The razor in my hand Break the habit don’t go back at it Cause they don’t understand What I feel won’t give me a chanceX2 Last night at my group home I got into a fist fight Stayed up all night I know this can’t be right We fucked each other up the staff think that we’re crazy Thinking they should kick us out tonight maybe Feel like I’m different from everyone I feel so small But then I saw her with marks on her arms like mine Maybe I’m not so different from everyone after all Maybe if I just calm down now I’ll be just fine (Chorus)X2 |