Loïc Nottet – Doctor

Doctor

La, la-la, la-la-la,
La-la,la-la-la,
La-la
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 to 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!

Oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh
Yes, 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 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 try to put my thoughts aside
To not turn into Mister 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 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 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...

Yes, I am not feeling sorry!

Oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh
Yes, I am not feeling sorry!
Oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh-na-oh-oh, oh-oh
Yes, I am not feeling sorry!

La, la-la, la-la-la,
La-la, la-la-la,
La-la
Yes, not sorry to be crazy!


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