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
Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, oooooooooooooooooooooooh (anyway the wind blows)
I don't wanna die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
(sick guitar solo)