I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real.
No one knows what it's like
to be the bad man, to be the sad man.
No one knows what it's like
to be hated, to be fated to telling only lies.
I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair,
full of broken thoughts, beneath the stain of time.
What have I become? My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know, goes away in the end.
And no one knows what its like
to be mistreated, to be defeated,
To feel these feelings..., like I do,
and I blame you!
But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be.
My love is vengeance, that's never free
I remember everything, the feeling disappears
You are someone else, I am still right here.
And you could have it all, my empire of dirt.
I will let you down, I will make you hurt.
...
What have I become? My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know, goes away in the end.
I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real.
If I could start again, a million miles away
I would keep myself, I would find a way."
Behind Blue Eyes' Limp Bizkit Vs. Hurt's Johnny Cash
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