
Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Song language: English
Razor |
brought down before you and I’m feeling the feeling |
of not wanting to be like you I refused to be trapped |
it molds us like a clone never thinking for ourselves |
it’s time to break this sterile tradition time to crack |
take a crack to let us breath |
before I consume your filth consume your product |
consume this genocide consume your media |
give me a razor and with this |
I give my wrists a kiss of steel. |