Don

I don’t want to be a big shot
With those disgusting airs
Nor a slave to a master
Who turns me into a fool

I can pretend
I like your excitements
Please ask me
I’ll satisfy your temptations

I want to be your rapist
To dive into your disturbances
I don’t intend to be your God
With my stupid songs

I won’t miss you anymore
I won’t cry when you leave
And soon you’ll know
These aren’t just words, it’s my desire

I want to be your rapist
To dive into your disturbances
I don’t intend to be your God
With my stupid songs

I want to be your rapist
To dive into your disturbances
I don’t intend to be your God
With my stupid songs