I'm a little thing named razor
i slice through your arm like a taser
i choke back your tears
i let go of your fears
people think i'm bad
but i'll help you if your sad
i'll get you through
i'll make you, you.
slice and dice my way through harm
leave another scar on your arm
crimson tears running down
turn your frown upside down.
take away your sorrow
we'll meet again, same time tomorrow.
