Cold as steel, Sharp as glass
I think i'm gunna walk right past
But i cant, I'm too intreged
I turn to see, my arm bleed
My blood is cold, scarlett red
Facination fills my head
So now i sit on my bed
The facination still in my head
The Razor cold as steel, but sharp as glass
Pain is sharp, blood is red
my facination spills outward from me.
