Klyne — Like A Razor

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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 raiser
You’re stirring up the river
Nothing but a hell raiser

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 raiser
You’re stirring up the river
Nothing but a hell raiser

Your tongue is like a razor
Nothing but a hell raiser
You’re stirring up the river
Nothing but a hell raiser

Hell raiser
Tongue like a razor
Hell raiser
Stirring up the river
Hell raiser
Tongue like a razor
Hell raiser
Stirring up the river

You touch me like a razor
Nothing but a hell raiser
You’re stirring up the river
Nothing but a hell raiser
Your tongue is like a razor
Nothing but a hell raiser
You’re stirring up the river
Nothing but a hell raiser

Hell raiser
Tongue like a razor
Hell raiser
Stirring up the river
Hell raiser
Tongue like a razor
Hell raiser
Stirring up the river