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Appear, the skull, appear, and open up the sky
And comb your hair and gaze into your stupid eyes
Scrolling past the screaming, raise the threshold high
And push the baby's breath straight from your mind
Straight from your mind

That's what it looks like
Losing all control That's what it feels like
To lose your fucking soul

Razor blade
Razor blade
Not afraid
Razor blade

Assume the nodded pose and reclaim your prize
Grab the baby fierce and scoop out its eyes
Scrolling past the screaming, raise the threshold high
Hark, the wings are clipped, the rough beast replies
The rough beast replies

That's what it looks like Losing all control
That's what it feels like
To lose your fucking soul

Razor blade
Razor blade
Not afraid
Razor blade

Not afraid
Bed is made
Not afraid
Razor blade

No
No
No
No

That's what it looks like
That's what it feels like
That's what it looks like
That's what it feels like

No
No
No
No