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One of my favorite songs ever, by one of the best ever, so I just had to write something to it...
Lyrics
Started 1/10/15 5:51 A.M. – Hurt
I hurt myself today, to see how I would feel, I had to see if the pain was real
Too many things going wrong, I don’t know how to deal
Just wish one day of my life would be even keel
I’m descending into hopeless falls, crashing into many emotional walls
Always running into motionless stalls, and atrocious brawls
Forced to broken crawls, from these ferocious withdrawals
They always have my hands shaking, with an uncanning determination
I’m losing my patience, my vices were a black hole in the making
Stoned like a Free Mason, weekends turned to weekday ragings
Mentally caged in, engaging in self-hating
Time is what I’m wasting, an addict never changing
With burning sensations, to partake in sedation
I can see the devil across the street waving
As my soul starts aching, and the cravings start racing
Blazing, my demons start waking, as I feel my life start fading
Wake up in night sweats, I might guess, they have a reason for my heart beating out of my chest
Too depressed to even get dressed, just an average day in Mark’s mess
Relationships have always been wrecked
I chose the bottle over people, it’s onto the next
But I seem to forget, without any progress, there’s not feelings to be expressed
They confess, they want to see me in a situation of success
But I have hurt them too many times, I cause too much distress
And without any progress, they don’t want to emotionally invest
They’ll watch from a distance as all my evils transgress
Falling into another bottomless pit of digress
Can’t even blame them, I have too many regrets
I confess, that if you don’t want to get hurt by me, I suggest
That you don’t even give my problems an address
And just let me die in all the help I suppressed
Wading in a sea of vodka labels, coked nasals, and happiness fables
Mentally unstable, unable to see anything graceful
Severe heart attacks like Clark Gable, living with myself has become too painful
Clenching the telephone cables, kick the table, while my eyes turn red from hazel
Entering the light at the end of the tunnel proves fatal
Finished 1/14/15 4:14 A.M.
