Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen

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Is this the real life
is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
no escape from reality.
Open your eyes,
look up to the skies and see.
Im just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
because I 'm easy come, easy go,
a little high,  little low.
Anyway the wind blows,
doesn 't really matter to me.

To me


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