RAZORS IN THE NIGHT


Running away, something better ahead
But you gotta think fast before it's too late
Just one cut around your head
Just one minute and you'll call me dead 

 You better watch out for the razors in the night
 You better leave out the razors in the night 

Backstreet boys wear boots and braces
Razor blades and angry faces
Too much tension, too much fear
What the hell are we doing here 

Hurt is the biggest prize in sport
Cuz violence is the only thing you been taught
Beer bottle brawl, who's surprised?
Or the dart waving across your eyes

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