No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes No one knows what it's like To be hated To be fated To telling only
Her bright blue eyes Meeting with mine. Her bright blue eyes Meeting with mine For the first time. She mesmerizes all my thoughts. She mesmerizes all
: (Limp Bizkit) 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
: No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes No one knows what it's like To be hated To be fated To telling only
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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
Fly across the blue moon in the sky Sail through the clouds to places you have never been You could wish a thousand times Find the gold that pirates left behind
all the time Since I left my baby behind on blue bayou Savin' nickels, savin' dimes Workin' till the sun don't shine Lookin' forward to happier times on blue
close your eyes let me hypnotize you I can make your storm feel sky blue Girl when you're lost you know I'll find you If I'm not beside you I'm behind
Inside you're burnin', I can see clear through Your eyes tell more than you mean them to Lit up and flashin' like the reds and blues Out there on the
Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion Always on the outside of whatever side there
F Gm American roulette, stake your life upon it. Eb F Gm American roulette, same eyes, same eyes. Eb
, All my changes were there. Blue, blue windows behind the stars, Yellow moon on the rise, Big birds flying across the sky, Throwing shadows on our eyes
The red-headed stranger from Blue Rock, Montana Rode into town one day And under his knees was a ragin' black stallion And walkin' behind was a bay The
, bah bah, bah-da da) And the whole world loves it when you sang the blues (Bah bah-da, bah bah, bah-da da) Take a little trip, hater, pack up yo' mind Look forward, not behind
it take me under, I don't know Imagine smokin' weed in the streets without cops harassin' Imagine goin' to court with no trial Lifestyle cruisin' blue behind
But I just noticed some tan lines On your shirt See, I reckon you're about an eight or a nine Maybe even nine and a half in four beers time That blue