is this the real life,
is this just fantasy,
caught in a lans slide,
it's escape from reality.
open your eyes,
look up to the skies, and see.
i'm just a poor boy,
i need no sympathy,
because i'm easy come,
easy go,
little high,
little low.
hit me where the wind blows,
doesn't really matter to me,
to me.
mother just killed a man,
put a gun to his
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however, i didn't write it.
it's from the song, bohemian rhapsody.
sorry about the confusion, i should have thought about that, lol.
i heard the song, and found that i could relate to it very easily.
i thought it made sense to show u guys the lyrics because it represented my emotions at the time.
oh well, cleared that up!
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