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Razor Love

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I love my razor, he loves me too
He understands me much better than you
You look me like I’m a freak
Don’t understand what I can’t speak
I’m fucked up or so they say
But razor love is the only way
No-one knows the way I feel
When my skin is touched by steel
The pain it gives me such a thrill
I cut myself against my will
Razors haunt me every day
My demons I can’t keep at bay
I want to quit I don’t know how
I just want out and I want out now
Every time something goes wrong
My razor calls me with his song
I see him there and want to cut
My skin it bleeds, I feel better but
I need another release too soon
I live in a razor love cocoon.

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