Nothing to Lose
Their words like swords replay
While plays the Bohemian Rhapsody
A heart with nothing to lose
Listens with much intent
What seems a sorry plight
Gains a beautiful disposition
And takes on the weapon of courage
With nothing, and nothing to lose
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