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我知道这世界我无处容身，只是，你凭什么审判我的灵魂。”

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，

A 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， ooo，

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， ooo -

I don't want to die，