Congrats to im_a_bro_not_a_hoe for getting the third song right.
Is this the real life? Or 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. Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter too me. Too me.
Mamma, just killed a man. Put a gun against his head pulled my trigger now he's dead. Momma, life had just begun, but now I went and thew it all away.
Momma. Ooh ooh 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.
