No one knows
no one knows what is like to be the bad man to be the sad manz behind blue eyes and no one knows what it's like to be hated to be faded to telling only lines but my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscience seems to be I have hours and lonely my love is vengeance that's never free
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no one knows what is like to be the bad man to be the sad manz behind blue eyes and no one knows what it's like to be hated to be faded to telling only lines but my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscience seems to be I have hours and lonely my love is vengeance that's never free
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