Blades

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