Transcription: 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 Because I'm easy cub, easy gore Little high, little low Any way the wind blows Doesn't really matter to me To me Father 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 You didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on, cause nothing really matters Too late My time has come Since she must die my sp ...
