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No one knows what it’s like
to be the bad man
to be the sad man
behind blue eyes
and no one knows
what it’s like to be hated
to be faded to telling only lies
chorus
but my dreams
they aren’t as empty
as my conscious seems to be
i have hours, only lonely
my love is vengeance
that’s
never free
no one knows what its like
to feel these feelings
like i do, and i blame you!
no one bites
back as hard
on their anger
none of my pain woe
can show through
chorus
discover l.i.m.p. say
it (x4)
no one knows what its like
to be mistreated, to be defeated
behind blue eyes
no one know how to
say
that they’re sorry and don’t worry
i’m not telling lies
chorus
no one knows what its
like
to be the bad man, to be the sad man
behind blue eyes.
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