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