Bora dormir ao som de Cash... Hurt 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 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 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
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 04:21:42 +0000
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