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 (Poor boy) I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go Little high, little low Any way 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 has just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry f 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, oooooooh I don't want to die
Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro
Magnifico I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let me go (Will not let you go) Let me go Let me go No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me!
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
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows...