Razor’s Edge
Battling highs and lows,
Walking roads nobody knows.
Voice and sound, I found my way,
Sharp as a razor,
here to stay.
Five in the morning,
another day, Building a future a world away.
Hands in the dirt,
head in the sky,
Chasing a dream I refuse to deny.
A thousand creations, a million eyes,
One day I'm flying,
the next I dive.
Numbers rise, then tumble down,
I keep creating when no one's around.
I hear the doubt,
I feel the strain,
Every scar remembers rain.
And every time the lights go low,
There's something in me that won't let go.
Battling highs and lows,
Through the fire, through the cold.
Voice and sound, I stand my ground,
When the whole world shuts me down.
Sharp as a razor,
cutting through,
All the things I thought I knew.
I can bend, but I won't break,
Every fall's another chance I take.
I watched the world light up my name,
Then disappear like a passing flame.
A million people, then empty space,
Still got the hunger,
still got the faith.
They see the numbers,
miss the years, Sleepless nights and silent fears.
No guarantee, no master plan,
I built this dream with my own two hands.
I hear the doubt,
I feel the strain,
But I won't let it write my name.
And every time the lights go low,
There's something in me that won't let go.
Battling highs and lows,
Through the fire, through the cold.
Voice and sound, I stand my ground,
When the whole world shuts me down.
Sharp as a razor,
cutting through,
All the things I thought I knew.
I can bend, but I won't break,
Every fall's another chance I take.
What if the silence stays?
What if the dream just fades?
Would I walk this road again?
Would I start where I began?
I didn't come this far to disappear.
I didn't fight this long to live in fear.
Battling highs and lows,
Still got fire inside my soul.
Voice and sound, I stand my ground,
Even when the lights go down.
Sharp as a razor,
breaking through,
Every wall I thought I knew.
Let the whole world turn away,
I'll be standing here another day.
Battling highs and lows,
That's the only road I know.
Voice and sound, the dream remains,
Sharp as a razor through the pain.