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jueves, 10 de enero de 2008

Limp Bizkit - Behind Blue Eyes

Hoy me levanté pensando en esta canción, no se porqué y la verdad nunca le presté mucha atención a la letra, pero aunque la melodía es un poco tristona me gusta.




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 conscious 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 woe

can show through (through...through)



but my dreams they aren't as empty

as my conscious seems to be

i have hours, only lonely

my love is vengeance

that's never free



discover l-i-m-p say it

discover l-i-m-p say it

discover l-i-m-p say it

discover l-i-m-p say it

discover



no one knows what it's like

to be mistreated

to be defeated

behind blue eyes (blue eyes...blue eyes)

and no one know how to say

that they're sorry and don't worry

i'm not telling lies (lies...lies)



but my dreams they aren't as empty

as my conscious 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

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