Mis pies caminan deseosos de adentrarse en un oasis de irrealidades y sueños que amenaza con convertirse en un extenso mar de mentiras.
El día menos pensado saldré de aquí y arderé incombustible en esa realidad absurda y difícil que ahora dejo apartada. Algún día planearé una explosión controlada. Algún día... Pero hoy no.
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 lies.
But my dreams
they aren't as empty
as my conscience 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.
No one bites back as hard
on their anger.
No one of my pain and woe
can show through.
But my dreams
they aren't as empty
as my conscience seems to be .
I have hours, only lonely.
My love is vengeance,
that's never free.
When my fist clenches, crack it open
before I use it and lose my cool.
When I smile, tell me some bad news
before I laugh and act like a fool.
And if I swallow anything evil
put your finger down my throat
and if I shiver please give me a blanket,
kKeep me warm, let me wear your coat.
No one knows what it's like
to be the bad man,
to be the sad man,
behind blue eyes.
LIMP BIZKIT - BEHIND BLUE EYES
