None Of Your Business

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