La Lala La Lala Lala La Lala Lala 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 contro-o-ol, last night when I was with her I was so empty, with no more feelings, when I met her in the street Ahahaha 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 [?] not just [?] She said to me to wake and now we get this up So I confess, I played with her And we want to came doctor She got this mess, I've done doctor I 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 Oh-ohoh-na-ohoh, ohoh-na-ohoh, ohoh Yes I am not feeling sorry So, why you laughing at me? Uh, why you laughing at me - Doctor! Is that what you want from me? Is that what you wish for me? Watching me losing my peace Pushing me down to my knees Do I need to beg you please? It's feeling more like a trick - than peace! It's not you think that I don't know That you're playing with me doctor-throw You just want living to give dippings You're bringing out the worst of me and now I kill I tried to pay my thoughts inside, to not turn into Mr. Hyde But honestly, it's a 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 TV-bitch So now I'm a criminal, now I'm killing them all 'Cause I decided to love I've stolen another sweets, but they will be on my feet Just like the evil Grinch, hoe-hoe-hoe Hey you not stop looking at me I'm slicking 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 Guess that screams just make me strong So ain't my mind [yes!] to do that 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 (hahaha) bodies, to be free And I'm not sorry Hey-hey Hahahahahaha Yes I am not feeling sorry Oh-ohoh-na-ohoh, Ohoh-na-ohoh, ohoh Yes I am not feeling sorry Oh-ohoh-na-ohoh, Ohoh-na-ohoh, ohoh Yes I am not feeling sorry La- Lala La Lala Lala La Lala Lala Yes not sorry to be crazy