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Alba s touto skladbou:
Best Kind Of Mess,
Fire,
Illusions,
Coco,
Songs Of Praise,
American IV: The Man Comes Around,
American III: Solitary Man,
Hurt: The EP,
Let Go,
By Christina Aguilera,
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 that 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.
I will let you down.
I will make you hurt.
I will let you down.
I will make you...
I will make you hurt.
