There's fighting on the left and marching on the right
Don't look up in the sky, you're gonna die of fright
Here comes the razors edge
You're living on the edge, don't know wrong
from right
They're breathing down your neck,
you're running out of lives
And here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
The razors edge
Razors edge, to raise the dead
Razors edge, to cut to shreds
To raise the dead
Here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
Well here it comes to cut to shreds
The razors edge
The razors edge
Gotta razors edge
You'll be cut to shreds by the razors edge
Gotta razors edge
28 outubro, 2012
18:20
Alesson Bruno
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