Текст песни Loïc Nottet - Doctor

La, la-la, la-la-la,La-la,la-la-la,La-laYes, I am not feeling sorry!Hey, Doctor,I have to tell you something.A criminalThat's what I seem to be,Oh, no.I lost controlLast 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 strongerShe told me stories to make me blushBut that was the truth not just to bluffShe said to me to wake my wickedness upSo I confess, I played with herAnd we won the game doctorLook at this mess I’ve done doctorI’ve become a body hunterWho’ll be my savior? I call you Mister Doctor, Cause I think, I'm crazy.I've lost my mind, I don't knowWhat'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, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-ohYes, I am not feeling sorry!So why you laughing at me? You, 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 peacePushing me down to my knees, bastardDo I need to beg you please? It’s feeling more like a trick than treatSo now you think that I don’t knowThat you’re playing with me doctor, fraudYou just want the bill to give the pillsYou’re bringing out the worst of me, now I killI try to put my thoughts asideTo not turn into Mister Hyde

But honestly, yes I crave to seeThis bloody beast living inside meLet’s play hide and seek I call you Mister Doctor, Cause I think, I'm crazy.I've lost my mind, I don't knowWhat'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 controlI've stolen another sweets, Today will be no more feasts,Just like the evil Grinch, Hoe-hoe-hoe!Hey, you're not 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.Guess, that screams just make me strong.So in my mind (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 knowWhat's happening to me.I like shooting at bodies,It's my way to be free.And I'm not sorry-hey-hey...Yes, I am not feeling sorry!Oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-ohYes, I am not feeling sorry!Oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-ohYes, I am not feeling sorry!La, la-la, la-la-la,La-la, la-la-la,La-laYes, not sorry to be crazy!

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