Дух противоречия
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 faded to telling only lies
But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have houres only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free
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(c)
To be the sad man behind blue eyes
And no one knows what it's like to be hated
To be faded to telling only lies
But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have houres only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free
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(c)