"Hurt" lyrics
Don't think that there's a medicine
For what is going round
Fight it with your vitamins
I've heard it knocks you out
And it goes round and round and round and round
Until it's yours
When the hurt is a hundred miles long
And your shadow weighs a ton
And your river has run dry
And you think you'd rather die
When the water pulls you under
I'll wrap my arms around you
I'll hold you while you cry
And in the dark I'll be your eyes
Don't think that there's a sedative
Strong enough to stop
The waves that come crashing down
On each and and all of us
And it goes round and round and round and round
Until it's yours
It goes round and round and round and round
Until it's yours
When the hurt is a hundred miles long
And your shadow weighs a ton
And your river has run dry
And you think you'd rather die
When the water pulls you under
I'll wrap my arms around you
I'll hold you while you cry
And in the dark I'll be your eyes
Treading water, fading out
No way to drown the silence out
Twisting, turning, breaking out
Going round and round and round
Treading water, fading out
No way to drown the silence out
Twisting, turning, breaking out
Going round and round and round
When the hurt is a hundred miles long
And your shadow weighs a ton
And your river has run dry
And you think you'd rather die
When the water pulls you under
I'll wrap my arms around you
I'll hold you while you cry
And in the dark I'll be your eyes
I'll be your eyes
For what is going round
Fight it with your vitamins
I've heard it knocks you out
And it goes round and round and round and round
Until it's yours
When the hurt is a hundred miles long
And your shadow weighs a ton
And your river has run dry
And you think you'd rather die
When the water pulls you under
I'll wrap my arms around you
I'll hold you while you cry
And in the dark I'll be your eyes
Don't think that there's a sedative
Strong enough to stop
The waves that come crashing down
On each and and all of us
And it goes round and round and round and round
Until it's yours
It goes round and round and round and round
Until it's yours
When the hurt is a hundred miles long
And your shadow weighs a ton
And your river has run dry
And you think you'd rather die
When the water pulls you under
I'll wrap my arms around you
I'll hold you while you cry
And in the dark I'll be your eyes
Treading water, fading out
No way to drown the silence out
Twisting, turning, breaking out
Going round and round and round
Treading water, fading out
No way to drown the silence out
Twisting, turning, breaking out
Going round and round and round
When the hurt is a hundred miles long
And your shadow weighs a ton
And your river has run dry
And you think you'd rather die
When the water pulls you under
I'll wrap my arms around you
I'll hold you while you cry
And in the dark I'll be your eyes
I'll be your eyes
Writer(s): Brendan Davies, Joshua Keogh, Henry Charles Walter Wyeth, Tomas Sperring
