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When a glass hand cuts
When fate is tied to you and me
I undo the twist
to set us free
you pull me back into despair
still holding on
without a care
up and down on the razors edge
but i still fall without care
sliding off a narow sledge
no nerve
when a glass hand cuts
I undo the twist
to set us free
you pull me back into despair
still holding on
without a care
up and down on the razors edge
but i still fall without care
sliding off a narow sledge
no nerve
when a glass hand cuts
Published 5th Nov 2011
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