hurt.

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.

- Johnny Cash -

la letras mas linda y triste de todas. adiós amigos.