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