Whatever you think you want
Could be right there inside of you
You carry a part of me
Whatever you think you need
Could be right there, in every rise
In every morning spring
I thing you're getting closer
Close enough I smell the blood
I know your hungry thirst
I thing you're getting closer
I feel the mark I feel the rope
I feel your fantasy
But you know I, I bruise so easily
I`m not a Samurai
I can't feel it
That's how numb I am
You kiss harder
But you know I, I bruise so easily
I`m not a Samurai
Whatever you think you want
Could be right there inside of you
You carry a part of me
Whatever you think you need
Could be right there in every rise
In every morning spring
But you know I, I bruise so easily
I`m not a samurai