Hurt - Johny 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 Dall away, but I remember everything.

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.

If I could start again a million miles away,

I will keep myself, I would find a way.