Don´t tell me what you want from me
This is my turn now I´m talking
I´d like to stuff your mouth and ears
Turn off the lights so you don´t see
I can´t buy nothing with apologies
The true lies are rolling faster
Avalanche emergency
Your greed is my disaster
But you can´t bring me down
It´s none of your business
What I do
You should not even care
About my daily mood
It´s not your problem
When I´m sad
I would be really pleased
If you´d handle me like I was dead
What´s so precious on this shit you praise
Making up those boring stories
You don´s care if it´s true anyway
Tomorrow someone else is haunted
Now you got me, you shot me
Your money is drained in my wounds
You got me, you shot me for money