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This time he's gambling at his very height
As he's to move and pull the strings of fate
He's aware of what his blunders cause
He's turned it over in his mind for hours
Chorus:
That's like...
A Dance on a razors blade
dance on a razors blade,
dance on a razors blade,
dance on a razors blade...
It makes no odds since now the chance is real
Restraints are hard but wounds will never heal
Can loose a lot but there's as much to gain
It's kind of dancing on a razor's blade
after chorus:
He's stomping on the edge of a chance he never had,
a chance he never had!