№874411[Quote]
>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
>Any way 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, ooh, 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, ooh (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
<Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
⌃Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
>Galileo
<Galileo
>Galileo
<Galileo
>>Galileo Figaro, magnifico
>But 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?
<بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ No, we will not let you go
⌃let him go
<بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ We will not let you go
⌃let him go
<بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ We will not let you go
>let me go
<Will not let you go
>let me go
<Will not let you go
>never, never, never, never let me go
<No, no, no, no, no, no, no
>Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
>Mamma 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 outta here
>Ooh
>Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
>Nothing really matters, anyone can see
>Nothing really matters
>Nothing really matters to me
№874414[Quote]
nigger how do i do light blue arrows
№874418[Quote]
finally