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Razorblade (Acoustic) Video (MV)




Performed By: Nicholas Shaw
Language: English
Length: 3:25
Written by: Nicholas Shaw




Nicholas Shaw - Razorblade (Acoustic) Lyrics




Every heartbreak has a home
Like your letter in my drawer
You're the sun and I'm July
Setting fires with our eyes

Both the cage and master key
In what color do you bleed
Like a sunset easy on these eyes
You only love from afar

Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest

You're the angle in my sphere
In this coat of hate I wear
And these promises seem paper thin
But memories keep visiting

Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest
Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest

Cheap wine from an empty cup, 7.62 design
These drugs are stopping time
Not mine, not mine
On this line my only brush ran dry
I wonder why I'm still alive
Back and forth tonight

Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest
Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest
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Every heartbreak has a home
Like your letter in my drawer
You're the sun and I'm July
Setting fires with our eyes

Both the cage and master key
In what color do you bleed
Like a sunset easy on these eyes
You only love from afar

Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest

You're the angle in my sphere
In this coat of hate I wear
And these promises seem paper thin
But memories keep visiting

Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest
Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest

Cheap wine from an empty cup, 7.62 design
These drugs are stopping time
Not mine, not mine
On this line my only brush ran dry
I wonder why I'm still alive
Back and forth tonight

Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest
Sharp razorblade, in your open palm I rest
So you can carve the mistakes, into my chest
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Writer: Nicholas Shaw
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