Hurt

I hurt myself today to see if I still feel. I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real. 
The needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away, but I remember everything



What have I become? my sweetest friend
Everyone I know 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
I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear you are someone else I am still right here

What have I become? my sweetest friend
Everyone I know 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 would keep myself. I would find a way