Hurt the Worst Songtext
von Nova Charisma

Count down till I bleed out
Eden isn′t real
It'll never have appeal
(Oh-ooh)

The window in my room
Beckons me to jump
I back up
And I give it what I′ve got

Now I want to be (I will be)
Living painfully
When I hurt the worst (Hurt the worst)
I create the most

Take my happiness
And I will write an anthem
Take my pettiness
And I will lose direction

(Ooh, lose direction)
(Ooh)


Red on my arms and my torso
Sitting up
I look around
Why is air
Still in my lungs?

Red on my arms and my torso
Sitting up
I look around
Why is air
Still in my lungs?

This poem will never be
Everything I want
Full of rampant mental block
(Oh-ooh)

I guess I'll take it still
If I have to own the dark
Break the bulb on idealistic hearts

Now I want to be (I will be)
Living painfully
When I hurt the worst (Hurt the worst)
I create the most


Take my happiness
And I will write an anthem
Take my pettiness
And I will lose direction

No this poem
Will never be exactly
What I want
So break the bulb around me

No this poem
Will never be exactly
What I want
So break the bulb

Now I want to be
Living painfully
When I hurt the worst
I create the most

Take my happiness
And I will write an anthem
Take my pettiness
And I will lose direction

Take my happiness
And I will write an anthem
Take my pettiness
And I will lose direction