 
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.
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 thorns upon my liar's chair.
Full of broken thoughts that I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear.
You are someone else. I am still right here.
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 will make you hurt.
If I could start again, a million miles away,
I would keep myself. I would find a way.
I will let you down. I will make you hurt.
I will let you down. I will make you... I will make you hurt.
written by: PERRY/AGUILERA/RONSON;
Lyrics A© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
 
| 1 | Unravel | 
| 2 | Shelter | 
| 3 | Remain & Sustain | 
| 4 | Free Mind / Open Spirit | 
| 5 | Desolate | 
| 6 | Hole | 
| 7 | Carry On | 
| 8 | Live Today | 
| 9 | We Can Take Them All | 
| 10 | Demons |