the following will make no sense.. just rambling.. trying to just freely write.. no rhyme, no reason, no reality, no fantasy, nothingness.. just words..

nothing is real..everything is real

I've always expressed myself best in words, in poetry.

I've always hidden myself from the world.

I've always been a loner, an observer of life.

I feel too deeply.

I react too swiftly.

I am a product of my life.

I was molded in the mud, the dirt, the broken pieces of what once was.

Maybe I really am different.

Maybe I am just crazy.

Maybe I truly am meant for a life of solitude.

I dont think anyone will ever truly love me.

I dont think true love exists, it's a fantasy, a beautiful lie, a fairy tale.

Friends only last for as long as they need you, then, they discard you.

People never keep their promises. They only say it because its the 'right' thing to do/say. Leverage. Control.

Childhood dies, along with it hope, wishes, and the belief in something good.

Hope doesnt last. It doesnt help. It keeps reality from view. Same with wishes.

People fade away eventually. They get bored with you.

Absolutely NOTHING lasts. It all dies, fades.

We all need a pity-party every now and then.

Reality is an illusion.

No one has the same reality.

You reject my reality because it does not match your own.

I am a lost cause, damaged beyond repair.

I open, then I slam close.

I hurt those I care about.

I hate myself.

I hate myself for loving you.

I hate myself for falling for it, for trusting, for opening.

I react like a feral animal, I lash out.

I can scream all I want, no one will hear me.

I can hurt, I can die within, no one will notice.

If I were to disappear, it'd be best.

No one cares to be here, to be real.

People always change, they never remain true.

I'm not worth the hassle, am I?

I knew it from the start.

I ignored the signs. I wanted to believe. Again.

I failed. I lost. Again.

Once you see my pain, get to know me, you run.

I knew it. Yet, I chose to ignore my instincts.

Now, I feel like a complete and total ass.

Left again. Rambling. Lunatic. Twisted. Tormented. Damaged.

Only good for one thing. Nothing else.

Mindless. Emotionless. A void inside.

Immature. Stopped from progressing.

Living in fantasy. Not realistic.

Doesn't know love. Never will. It's not real.

Rejected. Damaged goods. Returned to sender.

Stamped ignorant. Stamped unworthy.

Unexplored. Not worth trying.

Too painful. Too hard. Too much time.

Yeah. Time. Limits. Hard limits.

Projection of our unique views.

A battle of wants.

A battle of needs.

Completely different worlds. Collide.

Like yin and yang. Not.

Just a brick wall. The hand goes up.

Stop. Cant take it. 

Words echo in the empty silence.

Visions of what could have been fading.

Doubt, mistrust, anger shows its ugly head.

Its all that has ever been a constant companion.

Its all that has ever been real.

Split. Broken. Torn. Alone. Lost. Wandering.

Making no sense. Only to self.

Wanting so much to just let go. But cant. Went to far. Opened too wide.

I dont wish to hurt anymore. Myself or others.

Free fall. Spiral.

Just a misfit. A mistake. A reject.

Always have been. Always will be.

Living in fantasy. Thinking it was real.

What a joke I am.

I dont think you ever will understand.

And that hits deeply and harshly.

 

I'd originally put this under "private" posting, viewable only to me. After some rethinking, I've decided to allow it to go more public. Really doesn't say much, or really even warrant any comments, it's just a rambling, a trip down memory lane for me.. Just another journal entry to be 'filed'..

 {for privacy reasons, I blurred out the last name}

On this day in 1986, one day shy of my 14th Birthday, we received a phone call. My brother, aged 19 at the time, was in a serious accident. Work-related. He worked for a Logging Company
in N. Carolina. He and his coworkers were cutting a tree down, and unexpectedly, quite random actually, one of the branches from this large tree hit a dead tree on its way down. This tree
came directly down on my brother's head. My Mom rushed to N. Carolina, to be at the Hospital with him. Less than 24 hours from then, my brother was taken off the breathing machines, and allowed
to peacefully 'let go' and get his wings. Due to the major concussion he had, there was extreme swelling in his brain, and no activity found on the c-scan, he was basically 'brain dead'.

My life seemed to 'end' that day. Growing up, my sister Tina, and my brother and I were extremely close. We had to be, due to the circumstances of our home environment. I won't go into too much detail,
I'll spare you that much *grin* It took me weeks before I fully accepted his death. Due to the head injury, and swelling of his face/head, my Mother chose to have a closed casket. This only 'helped' me with my denial, I didn't really want to accept that he was gone, forever. My brother was always the protector of my sister and I. He took care of us. Even more so after our oldest sister moved out at 16. He would have given his life for us, he was just that 'heroic' to both of us. I always felt safe with him, I knew he loved me, and would do anything for me.

Once he died, and he was never coming back, I had to realize that I was on my own. I didn't have my brother to protect me. I could no longer look forward to when he was coming back for us (he'd promised to save his money and come back for us - to get us out of our situation). I was alone. In some ways, I felt abandoned. Although logically, I knew he didn't leave us by choice. I was so angry. I was angry at god, I was angry at people. So many people suddenly came around, spouting off love and saying they knew what I was going through, how I felt. All I held was anger. I wanted to yell at them and say "no, you DONT know me, you DONT love me, and you DONT know what I am feeling!" I'd never seen those people before, or even knew them, yet they were family. My thoughts were, if you loved me, I'd know you, and *you* would have done something, and this would've never happened! I'd just stare at them with a blank expression, say "thank you" because it was the right thing to do/say, and then I'd run off to the woods in the backyard, and down to the creek where I would be alone. I cried so deeply from the very depths of my soul, and I threw stones, busted up branches (dead ones) and cursed the god I held responsible for allowing him to die. I cursed my step-father for being abusive, and chasing him out of the house. I blamed myself for being so weak. I wanted to die too. I didn't want to live without my brother, I didn't want to live in fear and see no way out. But I had to. I went to his room, and grabbed one of his sweaters, a light blue one with a v-neck, I remember it so well. I held it to my chest and cried. I kept asking why? Why did he have to die? Why did my step-father have to be so mean? Why did he have to leave? Why.. so many questions, and not one answer. The day my brother left, is forever etched into my memory. There was a green blanket that we always (as siblings do) argued over who was going to use it. The day he left for North Carolina, he'd taken the blanket. I remember well, standing there throwing a fit and crying because Jr was going to take the blanket. In disgust, and with a huff, he went to the van, retrieved the blanket, came back and handed it to me as I stood on the porch watching. He then went back to the van, and I stood there hugging the blanket, all happy I had it, and waved goodbye to my big brother.. Not knowing it was the last time I'd ever see him. To this day, I still have that blanket. I sleep with it every night. Although I've been told I should get rid of it, throw it away or pack it up, I refuse to do so. I will have it with me always. It's faded, missing the 'strip' it once had around the edges, and carries stains from different things, but I will never let it go. It's the last thing my brother ever gave me, and holds such high sentimental value, there is not enough money in the world to make me part with it

 

In the midst of many there is loneliness.
The one common bond we all share - loneliness, and a need to connect, to feel a part of something bigger, whether it is on a spiritual plane or just an earthly one.

The very atmosphere, the very mood of another can be changed when we see others on the same 'level' as ourselves. Realizing that they too are capable or hurt, pain, and many strong emotions, and deep down they too just want to belong to something bigger.

The warmth of unconditional love, the gentle hug of friendship, in its purest form can be so healing, and so life-giving to others.

In the words of William Blake: "Love seeketh not itself to please....Nor for itself hath any care....But for another gives its ease....And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair."

Some of the best times are not all when I'm enjoying life, but when those I love are knowing happiness.

The highest peak of wealth comes when the joy within surpasses anything I can create out here.

Friendships are strongest and most true when I don't worry about giving more than I receive.

In order that others forgive me, I must also learn to forgive.

I must never forget that negative thoughts feed on fear and starve on faith.

One of the greatest mistakes I can make is to believe myself to be without friend or faith or opportunity.

 

In the words of Longfellow, "How wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul.
The intellect of man sits enthroned visibly, on his forehead and in his eye, and the heart of man is written on his countenance, but the soul reveals itself in the voice only."

Remind me of innocence again, every man a brother, every woman a friend.

Believe more deeply. Hold your face up to the light, even though for the moment you do not see.

 

These personal proverbs belong to all thinking persons who want their lives to have more meaning,
know more happiness and feel more richly the love that is the medicine for the sickness of the world.

Female power alone cannot sustain, as it needs the male power to come to fruition.

But neither can the male power exist alone, for it lacks the ability to sustain.

The aim is to bring our energies into balance.

To recognize the nvwati (Cherokee), the good medicine in all things.

Native way: the world outside reflects the world inside.
They are one. Don't try to manipulate the world to create inner states.

 

 

What do you believe in?

What keeps you going when it seems nothing is there to hold onto?

What keeps you going when 99% of your hope is gone?

Is there really life out there?

 

---

A little something dusted off from my 'files'

---

Do I exist?

Do I exist in this world?

If I do, then why can't you see

this pain and anguish inside of me?

Your anger it does effect me.

I stand tall, and I take what you give.

I still love you despite what you say.

Why can't you respond to me in another way?

What is it that makes you so angry?

Can't you see what your anger is doing to me?

I hurt, and I take, and I bleed...

why can't you give me what I need?

I need love, I need patience,

I am the mother of your children.

So why do you hurt me so?

Please show me your sweet side,

show me the beauty I know you have inside.

I wish I could leave you

but my heart won't let me go.

I still think you will change

I still think that you really care.

But how do I dare?

You hurt me, and then you love me.

How confusing this is to me.

Why can't you see what you’re doing to me?

I cannot seem to leave you

I have no where to go.

I feel so weak....I cannot survive...

No one really seems to care,

they all just sigh...

If no one cares,

and no one does anything,

why should I?

Someday it will change, right?

I won't wind up dead...will I?

You wouldn't ever hurt me terribly would you?

Oh, love, what turmoil I am in.

My insides feel like they have died.

I never know what to say,

I never know what to do..

so scared of the anger that's inside of you.

It keeps me trapped,

trapped here in my own little world.

My world where you never hurt me

my world where people do care.

Tell me do I really exist?

If I do exist, tell me,

why doesn't anyone see me?

Why doesn't anyone care enough....

care enough to help me.

You have to leave they say,

but where will I go?

Take a stand they say.......

how can I when I am so weak?

Tell the police they say.....

How can I when I don't have the strength.

Confide in a friend, they say....

how can I when they turn the other way?

Tell me do I exist....

how will I ever feel alive again...

Tell me....how just how did all this begin?

I don't seem to remember life,

life when it was new, and beautiful.

All I seem to see

is all this hurt and pain inside of me....

 

---

 

Free Spirit

For I am like the wind,

you do not see me,

yet you know of me.

I am the gentle breeze in your hair.

I am the stillness.

I am the gentle warmth upon your soul.

I am the embrace of unconditional love.

I will feed your soul..

Embeded in your heart,

I will keep you company.

I am like the sun,

always warm I shine upon your face.

I am like the water,

I change my pattern,

I change my look,

yet I always remain the same.

I am like a brightly shining star,

I twinkle, and I shed my light upon you

I light up your dark nights..

I keep you company.

I am like the kiss of first love,

I will forever be in your memories.

I am like the summer sun,

I will carress your body

with my warm, loving touch.

I am like a Rosebud,

if you love me, nurture me,

and show that you care,

I will bloom.

I am guardian of your secrets,

I am woman,

I am a part of nature,

and nature is a part of me.

As a bird in the sky,

my spirit will always fly free.

---

 

When I say I love you

When I say I love you,

I am saying I cherish you.

When I say I love you,

I am saying I respect you.

When I say I love you,

I am saying I enjoy you.

When I say I love you,

I am saying I am here for you.

When I say I love you,

I am showing love in all I do.

When I say I love you,

It is in each word I say to you.

When I say I love you,

I am saying you're my best friend.

When I say I love you,

I am saying I'll never hurt you.

When I say I love you,

I am loving the you in me.

When I say I love you,

I am loving the me I see in you.

 

　

you cannot see my darkness ~ you cannot feel my pain
i ache to feel that which is real ~ yet I lash out against it
not knowing whether to open up ~ or run like hell
love is pain ~ feeling is pain ~ that is what is familiar, known
within me are scars that beat with a life force of their own

lonely dreamer, walking within the dark confines of my mind
having never truly felt or seen that which others claim is real
wanting to scream in disgust, in anger,
there is no saving me, there is no god, no higher power,
no knights in shining armor, no fairytales, no dreams come true,
no true love, no true hapiness, no realness to this life

there is only pain ~ true, raw, down to your very core ~ pain

for so long, I've worn a mask,
hiding the scars within, hiding the real me,
for so long, I've hidden, I've ran,
I've lived in the darkness that most cant even
begin to know, or understand
out of my dreams, you appeared,
your ways unlike any I've ever known
you gently unlocked my chambers
you coaxed me from my mask
you have shared just a taste of my pain
and I, I stand behind you, in the shadows
wanting to run away from that which is so unfamiliar,
so frightening to me
yet I want you to rush to my view,
to stand before me, heart beating fast,
eyes wide and sincere, hearing your voice
as everything around me fades,
just to say "I'm here, I'm real"

if my pain were to have a face
if my scars were visible to the naked eye
people would run in fear,
scared of what they do not know
or understand,
thinking, no, no, that's impossible, unimaginable
so innocent, so nieve to the faces of evil

into my depths of darkness within
you arrive
unknown, yet so familiar
are you true, are you real
you sweep me off my feet
spin me into a tale of things only
my distant, childhood dreams
thought of, long before the
hands of anger, the words of pain,
the sharp sting of my soul being
ripped open over and over again
so here I lie, within your arms,
your words, my breath,
your beating heart, my music,
can I break the chains that keep me here

so here I lay within my cold, lonely field
so innocent, so neive, so doubting
of the world in my dreams
asleep, kept in a state of frozen winter
you arive, beckoned by my dreams,
sent from a place I never thought existed
wanting to wake me from my dreamlands
and I, so clouded by memories
so harmed by thorns
so raw from unthawed wounds
not knowing whether I am still asleep
or really awake, and see you there
sweet knight of my dreams..

---

~just a little ramble from within ~ really no rhyme, no reason ~
~just tales, dreams, thoughts, imagination ~ or maybe its real ~
~life is a constant state of change ~ the only thing real is pain ~
~the only thing certain is uncertainty~

written by me 9/25/2012

 

As chaos splits, more chaos begins

my knight knows and grins

he knows the truth is there within

our mysteries are akin

as strangers eye to eye

but lovers together our voices within

I feel you in my blood, my veins

your love surges deep within

beneath my nervous blush and tender skin

how desperately I want to pull you in

skin to skin, drinking each others passion in

close and secret our souls have been

from almost the beginning, my passion

flame began, overtook me and drew me in

all walls broke as I drank you in

my eyes, my mind, loved it

so sweetly I kept you in

your face, your eyes, the magic was there

Goddess! I beheld those feelings,

and my knight I do adore!

Sweetness unto my heart, unfelt before

but restraint, I must do, I must still the roar.

The dream so real and felt so strong

I truly felt you in my blood, my soul, all along

immense curiosity holding open a deeper door

oh how I wanted to know more

winding paths, sweaty bodies and waves of bliss 

etched into my memories, 

whether it was good poetry, magic or lore

charmed am I, and you I adore

I wish to wander in dreams no more

flame to flame we have had passion galore

now, I look for a cigarette and then one more

as I stare at the unlaboring stars

I do not wish to return no more

I have no claim on you

what lies there behind your sweet face

I fondle the weakness inside of me

my heart and mind are at mortal war

while still I can, and may, I will write for you

but here along the waters edge

I lay these things and more

I will remember you, deep as the bottom as the sea

the moments shared between us

the chambers within me unlocked and exposed

perhaps it was too lovely to explore

weak am I - in the moon light at the shore

I lay upon the earth quiet, naked,

my soul exposed, my chambers invaded

slams the doors of my protection

deep pale lips gently parted,

I scream out to the still moon once more

So easy to let the darkness win,

I wish to close my hearts shutter and stay in

the moonlight dim as it

scatters across my body like streaks across a dolphins fin

sweetly, softly, I breathe deeply in

as tears flow gently down my face

death and darkness gnawing at my soul

come sweet serenity as I wade within

cool, whispering waters they entice me, draw me in

darkness overtakes me and begs of me to die

under the moonlight glistens my white, pale skin

the crow caws while it circles above

I wade deeper in

his sharp black eyes,

pierce through me like a pin

my last words, whispered softly

"I shall perish here on the shore"

others thirst, however, I made thirst my door

loves sweetest part is spice I swore

now, it burns me like alcohol on a wound

the water cold, painful as ice

trembling as I wade deeper within 

above my pale, quivering thighs

smooth skin gives way to goosebumps

water rising as I drift deeper

soon to cover my painted lips, blue eyes

truly I do not wish to die

alas, fate has a twist for me

Goddess, was I wrong to give him a try

eyes closed, I let go .. no more - no more

my last view - the moon as she peaks her radiant glow

I begin to float, drifting like a leaf

barely awake, half dead am I

dead-pale my skin, as if I'd said good-bye

sorrow, storms, reflect within my deep blue eyes

long, loosened red hair spilled upon the water

within this river, my secrets lie deep

whence comes my peace

when comes my blessed release

Oh Goddess encircle me,

hold me, love me into peace

 

I am so faint of spirit, cold and alone

 

~09232012 Written by me~

Witches Brew

(this one pretty much fills a 12-quart cauldron)

• four 48 oz cans pineapple juice
• one 96 oz bottle orange juice
• four 2 liter bottles lemon-lime soda
• one 1.75 liter bottle vodka
• one 1.75 liter bottle rum

All measurements are approximate. Adjust to your own taste. Mix well.
Pour into your cauldron, preferably with chunks of dry ice to create the bubbling steam effect.
(Be careful NOT to drink or eat or in any way come in direct contact with skin with any chunks of dry ice - you can get burned by the extreme cold!)

 

Original Butterbeer

Makes 2 quarts.

1 cup butterscotch schnapps
7 cups cream soda (almost one 2 liter bottle)

Carefully mix just before serving, adding the schnapps to the soda then stirring gently to mix well, or the fizz will dissipate too soon.
To keep butterbeer on hand, pour 1 cup cream soda out of the 2-liter bottle, quickly add 1 cup butterscotch schnapps, and recap the bottle. 

There is not much alcohol content in the butterbeer mixture, just enough to make a house-elf tipsy and to give it the warm, buttery aftertaste to the fizzy cream soda. Yum!

 

I absolutely love this song.. I could listen to it over and over

Truly "goosebump" worthy ..

 

 

Verse 1

I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope
I'll be your love
Be everything that you need.
I love you more with every breath
Truly madly deeply do..
I will be strong I will be faithful
'Cos I'm counting on a new beginning.
A reason for living.
A deeper meaning.

Chorus

I want to stand with you on a mountain.
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever.
Until the sky falls down on me...

Verse 2

And when the stars are shining brightly
In the velvet sky,
I'll make a wish
Send it to heaven
Then make you want to cry..
The tears of joy
For all the pleasure and the certainty.
That we're surrounded
By the comfort and protection of..
The highest power.
In lonely hours.
The tears devour you..

I want to stand with you on a mountain,
I want to bathe with you in the sea.
I want to lay like this forever,
Until the sky falls down on me...
Bridge

Oh can't you see it baby?
You don't have to close your eyes
'Cos it's standing right before you.
All that you need will surely come...

I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope
I'll be your love
Be everything that you need.
I'll love you more with every breath
Truly madly deeply do...

 

Savage Garden ~ Truly, Madly, Deeply ~ 1997

If my knight were to say something, I am sure this is what he'd say:

I have come to drag you out of yourself,
and take you in my heart.

I have come
to bring out the beauty
you never knew you had

and lift you like a prayer to the sky.

- Rumi-

 

I love that, don't you? So poetic, so romantic, so perfectly perfect

 

~my sweet delicious, dreamy, romantic, incredible, fascinating knight, I love you~

There comes a time when every life goes off course.

In this desperate moment you must choose your direction.

Will you fight to stay on the path while others tell you who you are?

Or will you label yourself?

Will you be honored by your choice?

Or will you embrace your new path?

Each morning you choose to move forward or to simply give up.

 

Poetry is a song of the soul, a lonely echo of feelings, desires, a unique, personal perspective.. once trapped in the confines of your inner-self.

Has the phoenix arisen from within the fiery ashes of inner turmoil
has the child within been quieted
has the whirlwind of constant chatter been subdued
has the dark night of the soul began - yet again
tears fall like rain
heartbeat plays the thunder
pain reflects as lightening
and your screams, silent, as they echo within

 

turtle mode - withdraw - inside that shell - darkness awaits, soothes, mends, heals - at least i believe it does - its familiar, its reflective, introspective, and reaches towards something more - yet so leery, so cautious of it, things are not always what they appear to be, people are great at lip service, pretending, masquerading as one - yet being entirely another, at what cost do i spend to know the reality.. have i the strength do carry on..

so for now, in the poetic way "I bid thee adieu" only for a little while

and leave these lyrics so fitting, so perfectly said, so enchanting, haunting, yet truthfully sang..

great song for reflective days...

 

 

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

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy

Because I'm easy come, easy go

Little high, little low

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me

To me

 

Mama, just killed a man

Put a gun against his head

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead

Mama, life had just begun

But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, oooooooooo

Didn't mean to make you cry

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow

Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

 

Too late, my time has come

Sends shivers down my spine

Body's aching all the time

Goodbye everybody, I've got to go

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooooooooooh (Any way the wind blows)

I don't wanna die

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

 

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the Fandango

Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me

Galileo, Galileo

Galileo, Galileo

Galileo figaro

Magnifico (oh, oh, oh, oh!)

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor family

Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come easy go, will you let me go

Bismillah! No, we will not let you go - let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go

Will not let you go - let me go - (Never, never, never, never, never let me go!)

Will not let you go - let me go, oh, oh, oh, oh -

No, no, no, no, no, no, no -

Oh, Mama Mia, Mama Mia, Mama Mia, let me go -

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me

For me

For me!

 

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye

So you think you can love me and leave me to die

Oh Baby, can't do this to me baby

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here

 

Ooo, ooo yeah

Ooo yeah

 

Nothing really matters,

Anyone can see,

Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me,

 

Any way the wind blows...

"Bohemian Rhapsody"

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

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy

Because I'm easy come, easy go

Little high, little low

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me

To me

 

Mama, just killed a man

Put a gun against his head

Pulled my trigger, now he's dead

Mama, life had just begun

But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, oooooooooo

Didn't mean to make you cry

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow

Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

 

Too late, my time has come

Sends shivers down my spine

Body's aching all the time

Goodbye everybody, I've got to go

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooooooooooh (Any way the wind blows)

I don't wanna die

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

 

I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the Fandango

Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me

Galileo, Galileo

Galileo, Galileo

Galileo figaro

Magnifico (oh, oh, oh, oh!)

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me

He's just a poor boy from a poor family

Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come easy go, will you let me go

Bismillah! No, we will not let you go - let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go

Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go

Will not let you go - let me go - (Never, never, never, never, never let me go!)

Will not let you go - let me go, oh, oh, oh, oh -

No, no, no, no, no, no, no -

Oh, Mama Mia, Mama Mia, Mama Mia, let me go -

Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me

For me

For me!

 

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye

So you think you can love me and leave me to die

Oh Baby, can't do this to me baby

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here

 

Ooo, ooo yeah

Ooo yeah

 

Nothing really matters,

Anyone can see,

Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me,

 

Any way the wind blows...

Queen :: "Bohemian Rhapsody"