Razor
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Smashing Pumpkins - Razor
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Razor in my hand
Nine little lines in someone's hand
Shot down from this group
I wish for something and I know it isn't home
Razor in my hand
Six little lines in someone's hand
Lay down, rest your head
You reach for something, and you feel something sting
Razor, razor, razor, razor
Want it
Now you rip apart who you are
Deliver
Yeah, you deliver who you are
Oh, razor
My little razor
Oh, razor
I wanna go
I wanna go
I'm like a junkie, I want it all
I wanna go
Want it
Now you rip apart who you are
Deliver
Yeah, you deliver who you are
Oh, razor
My little razor
My little razor
I wanna go
I wanna go
I'm like a junkie, I want it all
I wanna go
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Lovely Razor
Cut deep lovely razor
Into my tender flesh
Release the scarlet torrents
Flow free
Bright and fresh
Scar me lovely razor
Where ever you can touch
Let me lean upon you
My shiny silver crutch
I ask you lovely razor
Make my outside match the in
So the world sees what's it done
And that they might just win
Heal me lovely razor
Of the pain deep in my soul
And keep my feelings locked up tight
Now that is my end goal
Stop me lovely razor
Before I cut to deep
Or else I shall be on my owm
In the long and final sleep
Don't my lovely razor
Cross the empty void
For I want to rest in peace
Cause my life you've destroyed
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Tongue
Thank you for the time.
Like a razor kiss my wound.
Cut me to open.
Im ready to use.
Bring the newer ending sense.
I need the comfort of a stranger.
Eighteen years all the wait.
Like a razor kiss my wound.
Thank you for the touch.
Like a razor kiss my wound.
Cut me to open.
song performed by by Underworld
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Razor Blade
A ella le dicen Razor Blade,
Por que te corta al respirar
Maneja todo tipo de arma,
Es un espia internacional,
No se podria suceder,
Que estemos juntos otra vez, tomando Whisky en un hotel,
Planchando plastica
Fuimos la mente de operacin inframundo, en Tele-tlan,
Tumbamos miles de transmisoras de rayos P, satlites,
Ella es Razor Blade she is razor blade.
song performed by by Zoe
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Razor blade
Razor blade razor blade
Sharpe glass shards
Knife blades
And all things sharpe.
These are my only friends
They slice into my flesh
Crimson blood flows.
Blood and sharps
Their my only friends
Razor sharp
To cut my skin
Get the badness out
Leaving trails of blood
Many scars left behind
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Uncle's Shave.
Uncle’s Shave.
You used to watch Uncle
shave in front of the small mirror
propped on the edge
of the kitchen sink,
his face lathered
in white soap,
his cutthroat razor
held just a short distance
from his skin
by his right hand,
as the other hand
held the skin taut
in preparation
of the razor’s slide.
You stood behind
fascinated,
your young eyes
searching the mirror’s world
of Uncle’s face
and the performers start.
Uncle watched you
in the mirror,
his lips breaking
into a small smile,
the razor held
just above his ear,
his eyes staring above
the shaving foam,
taking in
your fascinated gaze,
the open mouth,
your hands copying
Uncle’s motion
in pretend shave.
Uncle drew the razor down
his cheek in slow motion,
the face becoming visible
as the soap gave way,
the hand dipping
the razor in water
to rid of foam,
to begin again,
more soap removed,
more skin revealed.
You copied Uncle,
but not so skilled.
poem by Terry Collett
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Pink roses
There are pink rose
behind the razor wire,
the cups of some are already open
and the buds of some
still is closed.
Green stems protrude
over a white wall
where razor sharp wire
cordon it off
and the soft scent
of flourishing flowers
catches me while
I walk to the post box
to get some letters.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Freak Of The World
Dont want the sun to shine upon my face
And i see your eyes and their glazy haze
Your lips dont move
But i hear what you're saying
I look outside through the razor blades
And i crawl and i scrape and i feel for you
But there's nothing
There's nothing that i can do
Im a freak
Im the freak of the world
Im a freak
Freak of the world
Stars are shining oh so bright
And i dont think everything's alright
And i can't wake up
Cuz i dream all night
Yeah you're in my way
And i can't get bye
And i beg and i cheat and i steal for you
But there's nothing
There's nothing that i can do
Im a freak
Im the freak of the world
Im the freak of the world
Im the freak of the world
And there's nothing i can say
And there's nthing you can do
And there's nothing i can say or do
Dont want the sun to shine upon my face
And i see your eyes and their glazy haze
Your lips dont move but i hear what you're saying
I look out side through the razor blades
And i try
(through the razor blades)
And i scream
(through the razor blades)
I can see your face
Im the freak of the world
Im the freak of the world
Im the freak of the world
And there is nothing i can say
And there is nothing you can do
And there is nothing i can say or do
Caz im the freak of the world
Im a freak
Of the world
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd
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Razor Blade Alley
Oooo I didnt talk too much, in fact not at all
But to ask for the price I was to be no fool,
Moneys no time to waste or to shoot up the wall
Yyou got the know how, the place did you take media school
She led the way from the alley back to her house
Must not be seen going in must not be seen coming out.
She said I looked mighty but thin
She told me im gonna give you a second helping
Oooo razor blade alley, Ive been there,
Razor blade alley neither of us cared
It was the prime time but the wrong place
It was my first time, I hope my last date
Im just to shy to check in, but this pain of these razors is cutting in
Oooh felt like a knight without shining armour on at the time
She thought she was in a dream, floating up on cloud nine
Now I awake,
She is nowhere,
But the razor cuts deeper everywhere.
song performed by by Madness
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Steppin Razor
If you wanna live, treat me good.
If you wanna live, treat me good.
Im like a steppin razor to watch my sides,
Im dangerous, so dangerous.
Im like a steppin razor to watch my sides,
Im dangerous, so dangerous.
If you are a bully,
Treat me good.
If you are a bully, a bully,
Baby treat me good.
Im like a steppin razor to watch my sides,
Im dangerous, so dangerous.
Im like a steppin razor to watch my sides,
Im dangerous, so dangerous.
If you wanna live...
song performed by by Sublime
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Razor Blades and Pain
I feel sharp pain
As the cold razor blade
Slices thought my skin
I relish the longed-for
Pain
It's the only way I feel
I control something
I watch as my
Red blood
Falls on to the white tile
The stinging is still there
A reminder of what I've done
Again and again
The red lines appear
Gently painting a blood red picture
Depicting my life
My struggles
My hate
My sorrow
Everything bad in my life
Every overwhelming thing
Each red stroke helps me
Gives me the will
To go through one day after the next
Living for the next moment
Razor blades
Paint my picture
Dripping in rose-red ink
poem by Autumn Winds
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(I Wanna Be Your) Underwear
I wanna be your t-shirt when it's wet;
wanna be the shower when you sweat;
I gotta to be the tattoo on your skin;
ya lemme be your bed baby - when you climb in...
I wanna be the sheets when you sleep;
lemme be the secrets that you keep;
I gotta to be the spoon - ta stir your cream;
I wanna to be the one that really makes you scream...
I wanna be - your lipstick - when ya lick it;
I wanna be - your high heels - when ya kick it;
I wanna be - your sweet love babe - ya when you make it;
From your feet up to your hair - more than anything I swear
I wanna be - your underwear
I wanna be the itch that you scratch;
wanna be the chair when you relax;
I got to be your razor when you shave;
wanna be the one that makes ya misbehave...
I wanna be - your hot tub - when you're dippin';
I wanna be - your bathrobe - when you're drippin';
I wanna be - your cocktail baby - when you're sippin';
I just wanna be right there - more than anything I swear
I wanna be - your underwear
Wanna be your sleepin' bag - baby slip inside;
Let me be your motorcycle - n' take ya for a ride - alright
I wanna be - your hot sauce - ya when you're cookin';
I wanna be - your sunglasses - hey good lookin';
I wanna be - wanna be the one - ya stick your hook in';
I just wanna be right there;
more than anything I swear...
Oh ya...
I wanna be - your underwear
song performed by by Bryan Adams from 18 Til I Die
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Your Underwear
I wanna be your t-shirt when it's wet - wanna be the
Shower when you sweat
I gotta to be the tattoo on your skin - ya lemme be your
Bed baby - when you climb in
I wanna be the sheets when you sleep - lemme be the
Secrets that you keep
I gotta be the spoon - ta stir your cream
I wanna to be the one that really makes you scream
I wanna be - your lipstick when ya lick it
I wanna be - your high heels when ya kick it
I wanna be - your sweet love babe - ya when you make it
From your feet up to your hair - more than anything i swear
I wanna be - your underwear
I wanna be the itch that you scratch - wanna be your
Chair when you relax
I got to be your razor when you shave
Wanna be the habit that really makes you crave
I wanna be - your hot tub - when you're dippin'
I wanna be - your bathrobe - when you're drippin'
I wanna be - your cocktail baby - when you're sippin'
I just wanna be right there - more than anything i swear
I wanna be - your underwear
Wanna be your sleepin' bag - baby slip inside
Let me be your motorcycle n' take ya for a ride -
Alright
I wanna be - your hot sauce - ya when you're cookin'
I wanna be - your sunglasses - hey good lookin'
I wanna be - wanna be the one - ya stick your hook in'
I just wanna be right there - more than anything i swear
Oh ya i wanna be - your underwear
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Hot To Trot
She had a shake like a belly dancer
and a body like a tiger tiger (uh huh, uh huh)
She was looking at me
Now you know that I ain't no dancer
But there's gotta be a way to meet her
So I just walked up to her and said
Are you hot to trot?
Well I knew I was looking cool
Pretty sharp like a razor razor (uh huh, uh huh)
She was smiling at me
So I said if you got the notion
We could take a little trip to the ocean
She said that'll be OK
'Cause I'm hot to trot
We were having a ball by the water
Talking about life and philosophizing (uh huh, uh huh)
She was really talking to me
She said I can't understand why you gotta hustle
Struttin' and posin' and flexin' muscle
So I said, well that's easy baby
I'm hot to trot
song performed by by 10 Cc
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As She Lies Dying (pt 2)
This time they know
They know her seceret
They are doing just as she thought they would do
And agian, they start chanting
But this time she doesen't do it
All she does is keep on walking down the hallway
They start saying mean things like' Look, she's thinking of a
comback! ', 'Idiot.', or 'Freak! '
When they say those things, it always makes her want to do it more
But she knows it's the wrong thing to do
Now she is at home
Sitting on her bed
She does this everyday
It is her usual routine
As she lies there she takes the razor
Digs it in her wrist
As she does this she cries
She cries painful tears
But what she dosen't know
Is that he mom can see her doing this
Her mom is peeking through the crack on the door
Her mom barges in
She hides the razor in her hand and covers up her wrist with her blanket
Her mom starts screaming at her and goes into the other room to have a ciggratte and a drink
The next day she dosen't go to school
All she does is stay in her bed and do it more
She will keep on doing this untill it actully works
Untill she is gone forever.
poem by Savannah Moe
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As she lies Dying (part two)
This time they know
They know her seceret
They are doing just as she thought they would do
And agian, they start chanting
But this time she doesen't do it
All she does is keep on walking down the hallway
They start saying mean things like' Look, she's thinking of a
comback! ', 'Idiot.', or 'Freak! '
When they say those things, it always makes her want to do it more
But she knows it's the wrong thing to do
Now she is at home
Sitting on her bed
She does this everyday
It is her usual routine
As she lies there she takes the razor
Digs it in her wrist
As she does this she cries
She cries painful tears
But what she dosen't know
Is that he mom can see her doing this
Her mom is peeking through the crack on the door
Her mom barges in
She hides the razor in her hand and covers up her wrist with her blanket
Her mom starts screaming at her and goes into the other room to have a ciggratte and a drink
The next day she dosen't go to school
All she does is stay in her bed and do it more
She will keep on doing this untill it actully works
Untill she is gone forever.
poem by Savannah Moe
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Remnants
Wasting your life on the sidewalk
When you can be out on the street, dodging cars
As they go by, the wind goes right through you
Life on the edge of a razor
Never knowing when youre to fall
Sure as hell beats never gambling at all
Lifes too short to just barely exist
Wide spread mediocracy
Will suck you up, resist
Another number on a list
I dont want it, you can have it
You can try, but you wont make me
Feel the things you feel
Ill take my chances, till I find a better deal
Ill take my chances, along with all the rest
The snail goes over the razor blade
The suicide squad of lemmings parade
To their kingdom, where theyve made reservations
I have no reservation
I dont think my seats been saved
Ill take my chances, here, right
song performed by by NOFX
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Born In Prison
Were born in a prison
Raised in a prison
Sent to a prison called school
We cry in a prison
We love in a prison
We dream in a prison like fools
Wood becomes a flute when its loved
Reach for yourself and your battered mates
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate
We live with no reason
Kicked around for no reason
Thrown out without reason like tools
We work in a prison
And hate in a prison
And die in a prison as a rule
Wood becomes a flute when its loved
Reach for yourself and your battered mates
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate
We live in a prison
Among judges and wardens
And wait for no reason for you
We laugh in a prison
Go through all four seasons
And die with no vision of truth
Wood becomes a flute when its loved
Reach for yourself and your battered mates
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate
song performed by by Lennon John
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The Cutter's Suicide List
My friend Kayla Szpytek wrote this poem. She never thought her poems were good enough, but I took it upon myself to write some of them here for her.
She wrote his name upon her wrist
Did all the things from her suicide list
The cutter's suicide list reads,
Get a razor
Get a gun
Won't be long
'Till the job is done
Cut the veins
Blow the brains
Never again
Will it be the same
Shards of glass
Blood everywhere
Nobody notices
Nobody cares
Bath of blood
Shower stained
1,2,3
Let's play a game
Gun, razor, glass, blood
Her final closure
The list is complete, her pain.......finally over.
poem by Devin Morris
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Razor Day
Tomorrow is the day
That for all is one of two
Chocolates or razors
But for me I'm unwilling to move
A valentine I may have
But unhappy is all I make her
Betrayal she feels day by day
For some reason there is no comfort
So I'll give up and stop the attempts
Start bleeding and drain it all out
My life force is no longer needed
And now emotion I will be forever without
Because if that is how it is
Then emotion is not needed to live
My soul will float dissolving away
Unwilling for my body to forgive
A razor-blade valentine
I give to you on this razor day
As the clouds block out the sunshine
And I have no other way
I can not feel my heart
Anymore than I care at all
I'm willing to give it all up
Now just watch me slip and fall
poem by Matt Burgett
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Magdalena
Writers: danny okeefe
Magdalena sits in her chair
Speaking on the mass
She talks in splice and splinters
She laughs not breaking glass
She said that she would have me
Spirit her away
Stealing all my images
Till theres nothin left to say
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Your love is like a razor
My heart is just a scar
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
She tells me that she wants me
Then she tells me not to bother
She tells me that I couldnt hold
A candle to her father
She knows that shes got me
When I start to rave about
Shell justsmile and flash her eyes
And blow the candle out
Oh, magdalena
Oh, ho, ho, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Magdalena lying there
Could make a dancer stumble
Make a preacher bite his tongue
And leave him with a mumble
And if you think Im crazy babe
Or that Im kiddin you
Just pay your dues and lose your blues
When she gets her tongue in you
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Your love is like a razor
My heart is just a scar
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Well, I cant be forgotten
And I cant be ignored
You find me with my poems
And my songs
But if upon your journey youre turning to l.a.
Wont you take this little red-haired girl aong?
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
Your love is like a razor
My heart is just a scar
Oh, magdalena
Nothing like the saint you are
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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