Hurt

I hurt myself, today
to see if I still feel
I focus, on the pain
the only thing, that's real

The needle, teares a hole
The old familiar stains
try to kill it, all away
but I remember, everything

What have I become
my sweetest friend
every one I've known
goes away, in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I would make you hurt

I wear this crown, of torns
upond my liars chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings dissappear
you are someone else, I am still right here

what have I become
my sweetest friend
every one I've known
goes away, in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
I will keep myself
I would find a way



(Johnny Cash - Hurt)