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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 thorns upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stain 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
If I could start again a million miles away
I would keep myself I would find a way
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 thorns upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stain 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
If I could start again a million miles away
I would keep myself I would find a way
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