The definition of disease

What the fuck's going on?
Where am I and who the fuck are you?
This simple silence locked within this truth,
The evidence is bleeding through..

Tell me,
Do you feel like I feel?
Can you tell me what's real?

This question still lingers
My visions blurry and I can?t feel my fingers
This mocking mask of misery,
The definition of your disease...

Tell me,
Is this life that I've seen?
Or is this just death approaching?

(Are you Talking?)

I am the walking dead.
A vision you soon won't forget.
I've worked my way inside of you
But it was you who first drew.

Tell me,
Are we one in the same?
Am I really to blame?

Are You Talking?
Your mouth is moving but nothing is coming out
Maybe it's the screams that drown you out?
Your search for salvation, all in vain.
Through your demise I have my self-gain.
Are you talking to me? (Are you talking?)

Broken Promises are all you gave me.
Someone save me.
Tell me that I'm dreaming.
(God please help me..)

This goes on and on..
I can't tell which side I'm on...
This goes on and on..
I can't tell but am I wrong?

Bleeding through,
The evidence is bleeding.

Tell me,
Do you feel like I feel?
Can you tell me what's real?
In this life that I?ve seen.
Was this just death approaching?
Tell me,
are we one in the same?
Am I really to blame?