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 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
AND YOU COULD HAVE IT ALL
MY EMPIRE OF DIRT
I WILL LET YOU DOWN
I WILLMAKE YOU HURT
IF I COULD START AGAIN
A MILLION MILES A WAY
I WOULD KEEP MYSELF
I WOULD FIND A WAY