HURT/ JONNHY CASH
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 her
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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2 comentarios:
va mejor con reznor, con él es un animal que aulla muriendose, con cash es un hombre viejo que aulla muriendose
Rubencinsky
Soy una mujer vieja muriendo, en un cuerpo de mujer -bruja-hada-pirata.
Aullaré como Cash, tiene más sentido. Ha vivido.
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