Midnight’s Razor

Midnight’s Razor

The room shrinks down, the air gets thin
Pulse is a hammer underneath the skin
Breath gets stuck, I can’t make a sound
Trapped in a head that’s spinning round.
Midnight’s razor cuts the line, No rest here
no peace to find, Falling through the dark alone
Sinking like a heavy stone.

Sweat runs cold, the panic drives
Tangled thoughts with sharp little knives
Hands reach out, grab empty air
Nothing but the dark is waiting there.
Midnight’s razor cuts the line, No rest here
no peace to find, Falling through the dark alone
Sinking like a heavy stone.

Watching the clock refuse to move
Stuck in this same old broken groove.
Midnight’s razor cuts the line, No rest here
no peace to find, Falling through the dark alone
Sinking like a heavy stone.