Razorblade
Zayra Álvarez Lyrics


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In the day by day collision
Called the art of growing up
There's an innocence we look for in the stars
To be taken back to younger days
When there was no giving up
On the people we held closest to our hearts

Yeah it is you that I remember in that glowing
It is you that took my first away from me
It is you I set my standards to... to
I haven't met another you since you were with me.

Sing with me
A brief bout with a razorblade cut me
I freaked out, thinking people didn't love me
I watched closely as the you I knew forgot me
In letting go, I am so proud of what I've done

In a way, I failed religion
I spit the wine from mouth to cup
And I reached for something more than just your God
Uncle, you spared not your children
And while your praying hands are up
There's no forgiveness for you! You sick fuck!

It is you that I remember in their bedroom
It is you that took their first away from them
It is you they set their standards to
You wounded them for life
You were a preacher and suppose to be above men

Sing with me
A brief bout with a razorblade cut me
I freaked out, thinking people didn't love me
I watched closely as the you I knew forgot me
In letting go, I am so proud of what I've done

I tried, I tried to let it go




I want to be proud... proud
I want to be proud.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Zayra Álvarez's song Razorblade appear to represent the struggle and pain associated with coming of age and experiencing disappointment and disillusionment. The first verse speaks to the loss of innocence and the desire to return to the days when there was no giving up on the people closest to our hearts. The second verse touches on a personal experience with self-harm and the fear of not being loved by others. The chorus repeatedly references the razorblade, representing the physical pain and emotional turmoil associated with these experiences.


Line by Line Meaning

In the day by day collision
In the constant clash of daily life


Called the art of growing up
Which we refer to as the process of maturing


There's an innocence we look for in the stars
We yearn for the purity that lies beyond our world


To be taken back to younger days
To return to our youthful past


When there was no giving up
When we didn't know how to quit


On the people we held closest to our hearts
On the ones we loved most deeply


Yeah it is you that I remember in that glowing
I recall you in that shining moment


It is you that took my first away from me
You were the one who stole my innocence


It is you I set my standards to... to
You were who I measured myself against


I haven't met another you since you were with me.
I haven't come across anyone like you since we were together


Sing with me A brief bout with a razorblade cut me
Join me in song as I share my experience of self-harm


I freaked out, thinking people didn't love me
I panicked, feeling like no one cared for me


I watched closely as the you I knew forgot me
I observed as the person I used to know moved on from me


In letting go, I am so proud of what I've done
By releasing my pain, I'm proud of my progress


In a way, I failed religion
In some sense, I didn't live up to religious expectations


I spit the wine from mouth to cup
I rejected the symbolism of the Holy Communion


And I reached for something more than just your God
I sought something beyond your God


Uncle, you spared not your children
Uncle, you didn't spare your own kin


And while your praying hands are up
Even as you pray


There's no forgiveness for you! You sick fuck!
You don't deserve forgiveness! You disgusting person!


It is you that I remember in their bedroom
I recall you in their very own room


It is you that took their first away from them
You robbed them of their innocence


It is you they set their standards to
They looked up to you as a role model


You wounded them for life
You caused them harm that will last forever


You were a preacher and suppose to be above men
You were supposed to be a moral authority as a preacher


I tried, I tried to let it go
I attempted to move on


I want to be proud... proud
I desire to feel a sense of pride


I want to be proud.
I want to feel proud of myself




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