I'm feeling artistic
i'm drawing lines
my body is my canvas
i'm making marks in time
feel the coldness
feel nothing inside
caress the smoothness and watch it slide
Uh-oh, here i go
playing with blades
again and again
uh-oh, here i go
playing with blades
again and again and again and again
No one seems to notice
that i don't seem to care
it's my decision, my own life
and i don't intend to share
it's not a question of sanity
or reaction to something said
no desire to be analysed
for fascination with red
Uh-oh, here i go
playing with blades
again and again
uh-oh, here i go
playing with blades
again and again and again and again
Uh-oh, here i go
playing with blades
again and again
uh-oh, here i go
playing with blades
again and again and again
and again and again and again