Denim के बोल

I was wondering, Are precious to the bone? Flesh is skin deep. Covered with a crimson comb. If I feast on your insides, Would I become a parasite? A beast that by you lives and dies, To only ask you why would I.... Hurt you? Can I feel something? Like when I hurt you? Can I feel something? Like something at all? Like something at all? I should mention, Where I'll lay you when I'm done. You're so special. Special like the other ones. I'm demented, I am just like everyone In my denim, I'm protected from the blood. If I feast on your insides, Would I become a parasite? A beast that by you lives and dies, To only ask you why would I.... Hurt you? Can you feel something? Like when I hurt you? Can I feel something? When I hurt you, I hurt, I hurt, I hurt, I hurt.