Lyrical Purge

Bohemian Rhapsody, unironically.

When I first was sent to jail, and I was locked up in a big room with nothing to do, I made do of the acoustics of the room and sang it on repeat ad nauseum.

DEAR WHO??

that’s a melody sampled from a song called “Good Morning to All”, not a licensed song. What color casket you want?

Around the world, around the world
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>I don't want to live like this, Lord
>I don't want to live at all
>I don't want to make this face anymore
>But if I don't, that's all

>I don't want to live like this anymore
>I don't want to live at all
>I don't want to make this face anymore
>But if I don't, that's all
>I don't love
>I don't feel anything
>I don't feel anything where this love should be
>I don't want to feel this anymore
>But if i don't, that's fake
>I don't want to do this anymore
>But there's nothing else to take
>I don't love
>I don't feel anything
>I don't feel anything where this love should be
literally perfect

I don't think anybody doesn't know the lyrics to Bohemian Rhapsody.
If you don't, you're a heartless bastard.