Testo 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