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Razor’s Edge Songtext
von Masked Wolf

Razor’s Edge Songtext

Pillow for my head when I go to sleep
Toast to the reaper when he come for me
I′m good, walking on a razor's edge
I′m good, living like I'm already dead

Pillow for my head when I go to sleep
Toast to the reaper when he come for me
I'm good, walking on a razor′s edge
I′m good, living like I'm already dead

I don′t have drawbacks (word)
But when I draw that, guess where you fall at (fall at)
Living on the edge like (word)
I just might take flight to see where I fall at
I'm in grave danger (man)
Living with the dead on a razor′s edge
I'm used to the threats, I′m used to the stress
Yeah, used to the mind feeling so complex


I'm a one-man army, don't push me
Man, it′s quite alarming
That you haven′t woken up to the fact that this Wolf bombarding
Every little bit of your words ain't too charming
Hit ′em with a sleeper (yeah)
While the grim reaper tryna take a peeper
What's inside my mind? Can′t keep what?
A value so much, I'm in the ether, peace up

Pillow for my head when I go to sleep
Toast to the reaper when he come for me
I′m good (I'm good), walking on a razor's edge
I′m good (I′m good), living like I'm already dead

Pillow for my head when I go to sleep
Toast to the reaper when he come for me
I′m good, walking on a razor's edge
I′m good (I'm good), living like I′m already dead

I'm close to the cut, Gillette
Everything I do on a razor's edge
What I′m tryna say is that I′m close to the wound
But I'm in this bitch like we talking ′bout a womb
As soon as the clock hits 12, I draw (I draw)
One for all, I ain't bound by law
That sheriff badge means nothin′, mean muggin', who frontin′?
Laugh from the chimney, keep dumpin'


Ain't nobody ever gonna better me
Inevitably the grim reaper tryna be my enemy
But let ′em see that I won′t fade (won't fade)
I′m opening up this here, a closed case (closed case)
So let me keep it brief, I'm in the deep
At least I′ve found some peace, I keep searching (searching)
I won't ever trust this life from these serpents
Live by the gun, or die by that murder, word up

Pillow for my head when I go to sleep (ay)
Toast to the reaper when he come for me
I′m good (I'm good), walking on a razor's edge
I′m good (I′m good), living like I'm already dead

Pillow for my head when I go to sleep
Toast to the reaper when he come for me
I′m good, walking on a razor's edge
I′m good, living like I'm already dead

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