Rapid Razors (RB)

The club’s not for me

Everytime I go, it’s bad

Either fighting or blacking out

There was a specific night

I’m with Daisy and Tommy

Couple of shots, nothing crazy

These loud goons walk in

Looking over my shoulder obviously

Nothing to immediately worry about

So I took more drinks

Next events were so rapid

Tommy bumped into a goon

They of course started scuffling

Daisy started screaming for help

I jumped in to help

Me and Tommy were active

Then they pulled out razors

And smashed a few bottles

Me, Tommy, and Daisy ran

Not trying to die tonight