Hurt

Não sei o que escrever. Mas não quero fazer como o DB, que criou o blog de um texto só e não atualiza.
Então roubo uma das melhores letras que já vi. Johnny Cash concordou e regravou, pouco antes de morrer, fazendo elogios à composição. Mais uma vez é Nine Inch Nails.


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 shit
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
you could call 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