Who do think I am
You’re not gonna make me freak
Who do you think I am
You’re not gonna make me shrink
You wanna see me crying i’m not into that
You wanna see me need you
I don’t ever need like that
You wanna put me on your backseat
I'm not into that
You wanna see me crying dying crying
Who do you think you are
You're not gonna make me come
Who do you think you are
I'm not gonna give you some
Command all the pain
Two men running after
Celebrate in turn
In turn they learn
Like all the things that earn
The things that I can’t stand
They’ve got heads like a toothfile
Celebrate disaster
Come on make me smile
Two clowns running after
Congregate their fate
Their fate it burns
Like all the things that burn
Like all the heads that turn
They’ve got heads like a Nailstorm
Celebrate Disaster