Look into my blue eyes and tell me what you see
Is there any life left in whatever there is of me?
Do you feel the pain I feel every damn day?
Like a knife that slowy cuts everything away?
I have a deadly disease coursing through these veins
Like a curse placed upon the soul of a thousand pains
If there is a cure I'm not sure I want it anymore
Im beginning to enjoy this shit I have to endure
Is it true that these eyes are the window to my soul?
If you keep staring will you piece me back to whole?
Who needs to live life feeling the way I do
There's no hope left in these eyes for you
