Razorman
Uhhhhhh....
Hey, I think
you've got the best of me
Trying to find out what is left of me
While I am sleeping in the stranger's arms
Oh god,
I used to be so good at this
Don't know how I've lost control of this
Now I am just another fallen star,
Yeah,you like a rush straight to the head
Oh, I, I'm alive but I feel dead
Don't speak, don't turn around,
Don't think
Don't need you back,
Razorman, you cut right through me
Don't speak, don't turn around,
Don't think
Don't need you back
Razorman, you cut right through me
Damn, I'm wasting every chance I get
I am on overload, I can't reset
I cut so deep looking for truth
Oh god, I don't deserve to be with you
Counting sheep and loosing self-esteem
I won't cry,
not in front of you
You know,
you're the weight upon my chest
I'm tired but I can't rest
Don't speak, don't turn around,
Don't think
Don't need you back,
Razorman, you cut right through me
Don't speak, don't turn around,
Don't think
Don't need you there
Razorman, you cut right through me
I spent Saturday night in Bosnia
I was looking for myself
in every cold and dark lonely street
And all I found was new ways to humiliate myself
And in another way
not think and not speak
Don't speak, don't turn around,
Don't think
Don't need you back,
Razorman, you cut right through me
You cut through me
You cut through me
Razorman
Don't speak, don't turn around,
Don't think
Don't need you back,
Razorman, you cut right through me
Don't speak, don't turn around,
Don't think
Don't need you back,
Razorman, you cut right through me
ohhhh
Razorman, you cut right through me
Cortador de Razones
Uhhhhhh....
Hey, creo
que has sacado lo mejor de mí
Tratando de descubrir qué queda de mí
Mientras duermo en los brazos de un extraño
Oh Dios,
solía ser tan bueno en esto
No sé cómo perdí el control de esto
Ahora soy solo otra estrella caída,
Sí, te gustas como una prisa directo a la cabeza
Oh, yo, estoy vivo pero me siento muerto
No hables, no te voltees,
No pienses
No te necesito de vuelta,
Cortador de Razones, me cortas directo
No hables, no te voltees,
No pienses
No te necesito de vuelta
Cortador de Razones, me cortas directo
Maldición, estoy desperdiciando cada oportunidad que tengo
Estoy sobrecargado, no puedo reiniciarme
Me corto tan profundo buscando la verdad
Oh Dios, no merezco estar contigo
Contando ovejas y perdiendo autoestima
No lloraré,
no frente a ti
Sabes,
eres el peso sobre mi pecho
Estoy cansado pero no puedo descansar
No hables, no te voltees,
No pienses
No te necesito de vuelta,
Cortador de Razones, me cortas directo
No hables, no te voltees,
No pienses
No te necesito allí
Cortador de Razones, me cortas directo
Pasé la noche del sábado en Bosnia
Estaba buscándome a mí mismo
en cada calle fría, oscura y solitaria
Y todo lo que encontré fueron nuevas formas de humillarme
Y de otra manera
no pensar y no hablar
No hables, no te voltees,
No pienses
No te necesito de vuelta,
Cortador de Razones, me cortas directo
Me cortas
Me cortas
Cortador de Razones
No hables, no te voltees,
No pienses
No te necesito de vuelta,
Cortador de Razones, me cortas directo
No hables, no te voltees,
No pienses
No te necesito de vuelta,
Cortador de Razones, me cortas directo
ohhhh
Cortador de Razones, me cortas directo