<span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">I hurt myself today to see if i still feel. I focus on the pain, the only thing thats real. The needle tears a hole; the old familiar sting, try to kill it all away, but I remember everything. (Chorus) 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. 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. If I could start again, a million miles away, I will keep myself, I would find a way.<span style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre;">

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March 2010