End of this stupidity

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 am 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.

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me.