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 an*lysed 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