Hurt

Artists : Johnny Cash : 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 dissapear.
You are someone else.
I am still right here.

if I could start agian,
a million miles away,
I will keep myself,
I would find a way.