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.
You could have it all..
My empire of dirt..
I will let you down..
I will make you hurt.
I wear this crown of shit,
upon my liar's chair,
full of broken thoughts,
I cannot repair.
Beneath the stain of time,
the feeling disappears,
you are someone else,
I am still right here.
What have I become?
My sweetest friend..
Everyone I know,
goes away in the end.
You could have it all..
My empire or 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. ~NIN "Hurt"
