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		<title>Hurt.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that&#8217;s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
[Chorus]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I hurt myself today<br />
To see if I still feel<br />
I focus on the pain<br />
The only thing that&#8217;s real<br />
The needle tears a hole<br />
The old familiar sting<br />
Try to kill it all away<br />
But I remember everything</p>
<p><em>[Chorus]</em><br />
What have I become<br />
My sweetest friend<br />
Everyone I know goes away<br />
In the end<br />
And you could have it all<br />
My empire of dirt<br />
I will let you down<br />
I will make you hurt</p>
<p>I wear this crown of thorns<br />
Upon my liar&#8217;s chair<br />
Full of broken thoughts<br />
I cannot repair<br />
Beneath the stains of time<br />
The feelings disappear<br />
You are someone else<br />
I am still right here</p>
<p><em>[Chorus]</em><br />
What have I become<br />
My sweetest friend<br />
Everyone I know goes away<br />
In the end<br />
And you could have it all<br />
My empire of dirt<br />
I will let you down<br />
I will make you hurt</p>
<p>If I could start again<br />
A million miles away<br />
I would keep myself<br />
I would find a way</p>
<p>-Trent Reznor</p>
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