Hurt.
nine inch nails
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 feelings disappear.
You are someone else, I am still right here.
If I could start again a million miles away, I would keep myself, I would find a way.
