No one knowws what its like
To be the bad man
the sad man
behind blue eyes
and no one knows what its like
to be hated
to be fated
to tell only lies
but my dreams
arent as empty
as my conscience seems to be
i have hours left only lonely
my love is vengenance
that is never free
no one knows who its like
to feel these things
like i do
and i blame you
no one bites back as hard
on their anger
none of my pain and woe
can show though
but...
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