Doctor

Yes, I am not feeling sorry Hey Doctor, I have to tell you something A criminal, that's what I seem to be, oh no I lost control, last night when I was with her I was so empty, with no more feelings When I met her in the street Yeah, I was in tears alone with my fears When she said, "Become a creep!" I trusted her, she was stronger She told me stories to make me blush But that was the truth not just a bluff She said to me to wake my wickedness up So I confess, I played with her And we won the game, Doctor Look at this mess I've done Doctor I've become a body-hunter Who'll be my savior? I call you Mister Doctor, 'cause I think I'm crazy I've lost my mind, I don't know what's happening to me I like shooting at bodies, it's my way to be free And I'm not sorry hey-hey, not sorry hey-hey, not sorry Yes I am not feeling sorry So, why you laughing at me? Yeah, why you laughing at me, Doctor? Is that all you want from me? Is that all you wish for me, motherfucker? Watching me losing my peace Pushing me down to my knees, bastard Do I need to beg you please? It's feeling more like a trick, than treat So now you think that I don't know That you're playing with me doctor, fraud You just want the bill, to give the pills You're bringing out the worst of me, now I kill I tried to pay my thoughts aside To not turn into Mr. Hyde But honestly, yes I crave to see This bloody beast living inside me Let's play hide and seek I call you Mister Doctor, 'cause I think I'm crazy I've lost my mind, I don't know what's happening to me I like shooting at bodies, it's my way to be free And I'm not sorry hey-hey, not sorry hey-hey, not sorry Hey no, hey no, I'm not sorry I don't apologize 'cause I'm not guilty I'm just a victim of a candy-trick I just fell in love with that sweetie, bitch So now I'm a criminal, now I'm killing them all 'Cause I decided to love (and I lost control) I've stolen all the sweets, so there will be no more feast Just like the evil Grinch, ho, ho, ho Hey you now, stop looking at me I'm just making art and poetry With human bodies I make masterpieces From head to toes, I pick the best pieces I get psycho, I put makeup on 'Cause their screams just make me strong So am I mad (yes) to do that (yes) So that's why I call you Mister Doctor, 'cause I think I'm crazy I've lost my mind, I don't know what's happening to me I like shooting at bodies, to be free And I'm not sorry, hey Yes I am not feeling sorry Yes I am not feeling sorry Yes I am not feeling sorry Yes not sorry to be crazy