CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Hurting on Purpose

I don't feel myself in the daytime
Late night, I’m late night
No, I don't feel myself in the daytime
Everything is too real, bright lights

I've been pushing ninety-five, I’m headed to the ocean
I've been drinking, smoking, smoking, drinking, drinking, smoking
And it's good 'cause it's bad, cuts and it kills
But I'm sick of how it feels

Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose?
Don’t you know I’m hurting on purpose?
Don't believe what lies on the surface
I’m in love, I'm in love with the pain
Don't you know I'm—

What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What? (Don’t you know I'm—)
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What? Don't you know I'm—
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What?