A little self Indulgence

Forgive my self indulgence with song lyrics lately, but they speak. I saw new meaning in these words today. It reminds me of blowing air across a cavity just to make sure it's still there. The "Hurt" here, doesn't have to mean in the physical (read self mutilation) sense. Think about it. No wonder Cash had to do a cover of it.


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