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.