آذر ۲۸، ۱۳۸۴


No one knows what it's likeTo be the bad manTo be the sad manBehind blue eyesAnd no one knowsWhat it's like to be hatedTo be faded to telling only lies . But my dreams they aren't as emptyAs my conscious seems to beI have hours, only lonelyMy love is vengeanceThat's never freeNo one knows what its likeTo feel these feelingsLike i do, and i blame you!No one bites back as hardOn their angerNone of my pain woeCan show through . Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]No one knows what its likeTo be mistreated, to be defeatedBehind blue eyesNo one know how to sayThat they're sorry and don't worryI'm not telling lies . No one knows what its likeTo be the bad man, to be the sad manBehind blue eyes.

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