do you want to be with me
can you see what I can see
breaking for my eyes to bleed
can you see what I can see
what do you want from me dear
can you hear what I hear
blood rushing out my ears
can you hear what I hear
do you think I'm a waste
can you taste what I taste
something less than chaste
can you taste what I taste
I shouln't continue to dwell
can you smell what I smell
the blood of a silver bell
can you smell what I smell
I have the heart you have the will
can you feel what I feel
blood inked by a spill
can you feel what I feel
the senses you sense in me
you'll never see what I see
the things that make me bleed
are only part of the darker side of me