Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Chris Stills
Take another deep breath
Let it all in one last time
Everybody get set
Creep up on you like a bottle of wine
Where are you all going
Seems to me you're all pressed for time
Where are we all going
In the end ya know we're all gonna die
That's alright
Did you ever run
Did you ever hide
From those razor blades
Those razor blades of time
Who would've thought you would cry
'Bout those razor blades of time
Animated bus stop
The benches are full, but the graffiti's nice
No one really does talk, simple paranoia
Of the evil eye
Where all you all goin'
Seems to me we're all pressed for time
Where are we all goin', joke's on us
Ya know we're all gonna die
Did you ever run
Did you ever hide
From those razor blades
Those razor blades of time
Who would've thought you would cry
'Bout those razor blades of time
Just wait until you feel it
Sooner or later you start to unwind
When you finally notice get ready to catch
The rest of your life it's just not right
Did you ever run
Did you ever hide
From those razor blades
Those razor blades of time
Who would've thought you would cry
'Bout those razor blades of time