Hurt Songtext
von Eric Whitacre

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 should have been home
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my lion's chest
For all the broken bones
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 should have been home
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt