LA BOHÈME

La Boheme, the beautiful life We live in the dark to shine in the sky La Boheme, the tragic romance Welcome to the final desperate dance Park is designed to close Where the money comes from nobody knows. We are the artists of the neon street Selling our souls to the heavy beat. You want the glory, you want the pain Dancing for strangers in the freezing rain. Smile for the flash, pose for the screen, The most beautiful tragedy you've ever seen. We starve for the art, we die for the fame, But nobody even remembers your name. C'est la bohème C'est la bohème La bohème The beautiful light We live in the dark to shine in the sky La Bohème, the tragic romance Welcome to the final desperate dance. Plastic smiles on a silver plate. We arrive early but we leave too late. Cheap champagne and expensive smoke. The whole world is laughing at a private joke. We don't need the sun, we don't need the light. Just the endless rhythm of a stolen night. Look at the crowd, look at the eyes. Everybody's searching for their favorite lies. The beat is dropping, the room is cold. The final story is about to unfold. Oh, the beautiful. We live in the dark, Dark to shine in the sky. La Bohème, a tragic romance. Welcome to the final desperate dance.