BENSTAGE 19.1 Next Level Failure

Hurt – Johnny Cash

Without words.

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 feelings disappear. 
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 would keep myself. I would find a way.

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