Ian Stuart Behind Blue Eyes
No one knows what it’s like to the
Bad man
To be the sad man, behind blue eyes
No one knows what its like, to be baited
To be slated, for telling you no lies
(chorus)
But my dreams they are as empty, as they claim our aims
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 blamed you
No one bites back as hard, on their anger
None of my pain though, can show through
(chorus)
When my fist clenches crack it
Open
Before i use it to lose my cool
When i smile, tell me some bad news
Before i laugh, and act like a fool
If i swallow anything evil
Put your fingers down my throat
If i shiver please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
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