Talkshow Boy
Hurt (Blessed Beat Whatever)
(We're just boys
We're just boys
We're just boys, boys, boys
We're just boys
We're just boys)
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, that old familiar sting
I try to flush it all away, but I remember everything
What have I become? My sweetest friend
Everything I know goes away in the end (hell yeah!)
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 shit, upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts, that I cannot repair (hеll yeah!)
Beneath thе stains of time, time, time, time
The memories disappear
You are someone else, I am still right here
(We're just boys)
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away in the end (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
And you could have it all, my empire of dirt (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I will let you down, I will make you hurt
If I could start again, a million miles away (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I would keep myself, (oh yeah) I would find a way