Johnny Cash – Hurt
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Churt myDself tAmioday toCsee ifDI stillAmifeel, I fCocusDon theAmipain, theConlyDthing that'sAmireal. TheCneedleDtears aAmihole, theCold faDmiliarAmisting, try toCkill itDall aAmiway, butCI reDmember everyGthing.Ref.
AmiWhat have I becoFme,Cmy sweetest fGriend?AmiEveryone IFknow goesCaway in theGend. AndAmiyou could have it aFll,Gmy empire of dirt,AmiI will let you dFown,GI will make youAmihurt.
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Cwear thisDcrown ofAmithornsCupon myDliar'sAmichair,Cfull ofDbrokenAmithoughtsCI canDnot reAmipair. BeCneath theDstains ofAmitime theCfeelingDdisapAmipears,Cyou areDsomeoneAmielse,CI amDstill rightGhere.Ref.
AmiWhat have I becoFme,Cmy sweetestGfriend?AmiEveryone I knFow goes awCay in theGend. AndAmiyou could have itFall,Gmy empire of dirt,AmiI will let you doFwn,GI will make you hurt. IfAmiI could start agFain, aGmillion miles away,AmiI would keepFmyself,GI would find aAmiway.