Bohemian Rhapsody

Ugh. Start Again



Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
 
Caught in a landslide.
No escape from reality.

Open your eyes.
 
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
 
pulled my trigger
now he's dead
 
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, oooh,
 
Didn't mean to make you cry,
 
As if nothing really matters.
 
Too late, my time has come,
 
Mamaaaaa oooh,
I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
 
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