(kurt talking: hey, none of you all do drugs...no dont start cause its a
bad road...probably the only thing i can say i regret up to this point in
my life...well here's how it goes...)

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 dearest friend,
everone i know,
is dissapointed 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 my crown of shit,
on my loser's chair,
full of broken thoughts,
im to weak to repair,
beneath the stains of time,
the feeling disappears,
you are someone else,
im stuck right here,
what have i become?
my dearest friend,
everyone i know,
everone i know,
is dissapointed 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,
twenty seven years ago,
i would change it all,
i would find a way