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SI Quotes and Songs

HURT / Nine Inch Nails

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

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
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end

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


INTO THE VOID /Nine Inch Nails

Tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away

Taking to myself all the way to the station
Pictures in my head of the final destination
All lined up
(All the ones that aren’t allowed to stay)
Tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away

Tried to save a place from the cuts and the scratches
Tried to overcome the complications and the catches
Nothing ever grows and the sun doesn’t shine all day
Tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away

Tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away


DIE IN THE SUMMERTIME /Manic Street Preachers

Scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals · colour my hair
but the dye grows out · I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal ·
childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene · see myself
without ruining lines · whole days throwing sticks into streams · I
have crawled so far sideways · I recognise dim traces of
creation · I wanna die, die in the summertime · the hole in my life
even stains the soil · my heart shrinks to barely a pulse · a tiny
animal curled into a quarter circle · if you really care wash the
feet of a beggar · I have crawled so far sideways · I recognise
dim traces of creation · I wanna die, die in the summertime · I
have crawled so far sideways · I recognise dim traces of
creation · I wanna die, die in the summertime.


· can't shout, can't scream, hurt myself to get pain out


scars are wisdome in disguise