Nothing.

Oct 12, 2002 10:29

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated.
Telling only lies

But my dreams
They are as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours
Only lonely..
My love in vengeance
That's never filled.

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you.
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