GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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You light the wick and both ends burn. Walking on a razor's edge through hairpin turns. You feel the pressure but you hide the pain, so you're drinking with the devil just to keep you sane.


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On the Edge
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“My body's cold, my steps are slow, a blackened mind, I'm feeling low. Taste of wine and cheap perfume telling me it's time to leave this room.”
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