Hurt by The Wellermen

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
I 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
And I will make you hurt


I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
That I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
But I am still right here


Oh 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
And I will make you hurt


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

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