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 away, but i remember everything.
What have i become, my sweetest friends. 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 feeling disappear. You are someone else, i am still right here.
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 milion miles away... I will keep myself, i would find a way.