Behind Blue Eyes — + Limp Bizkit | караоке з текстом пісні

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 fated. To telling only lies. But my dreams. They aren't as empty. As my conscience seems to be. I have hours, only lonely. My love is vengeance. That's never free. No one knows what it's like. To feel these feelings. Like I do. And I blame you. You, you, you. No one bites back as hard. On their anger. None of my pain and woe. Can show through. Through, through. But my dreams. They aren't as empty. As my conscience seems to be. I have hours, only lonely. My love is vengeance. That's never free. Discover it. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. L-I-M-P-T. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. Discover it. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. L-I-M-P-T. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. Discover it. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. L-I-M-P-T. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. Discover it. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. L-I-M-P-T. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. Discover it. Ah, ah, ah, ah, I. No one knows what it's like. To be mistreated. To be defeated. Behind blue eyes. Blue eyes, blue eyes. And no one knows how to say. That they're sorry. And don't worry. I'm not telling lies. But my dreams. They aren't as empty. As my conscience seems to be. I have hours, only lonely. My love is vengeance. That's never free. No one knows what it's like. To be the bad man. To be the sad man. Behind blue eyes