alguien más, sigo acá.

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 could have it all, my empire of dirt. I will let you down, I will make you hurt.
I wear this crown of shit 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.
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.