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No one knows what it's like |
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To be the bad man |
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To be the sad man |
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Behind blue eyes |
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And no one knows |
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What it's like to be hated |
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To be faded to telling only lies |
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But my dreams they aren't as empty |
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As my conscious seems to be |
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I have hours, only lonely |
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My love is vengeance |
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That's never free |
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No one knows what its like |
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To feel these feelings |
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Like i do, and i blame you! |
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No one bites back as hard |
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On their anger |
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None of my pain woe |
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Can show through |
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No one knows what its like |
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To be mistreated, to be defeated |
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Behind blue eyes |
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No one know how to say |
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That they're sorry and don't worry |
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I'm not telling lies |
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No one knows what its like |
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To be the bad man, to be the sad man |
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Behind blue eyes. |
