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 stains 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 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.
