Cold

<p>Cold</p><p>How can you know what i'm feeling when it's locked inside? To wear it on my body tells what words cannot describe A thin red line tells you where the blade has been So many secrets hiding beneath my skin </p><p>And It's cold, cold, cold Out of control </p><p>Locked in the bathroom stall Leaning against the wall I know they're all waiting for me so I'll be as quick as I can be I see the red but I feel no pain It feels like I'm floating away and it seems I've become my own prey </p><p>It's cold, cold, cold Out of control</p>