Today i decided to really listen. No wonder! It reads like a Greek tragedy:
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Anyway the wind blows
Doesn't really matter to me
Mama...
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
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Nothing really matters -
nothing really matters to me
All i can say is: Works well for a suicidal alchoholic with issues with her Mom. Oh, and ex-lover.
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