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 liars 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

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