Don't Care 'Bout Your Bad Behaviour - Hardcore Superstar

A black toothed man with a broken hand

When you see him

You’ll know who I mean

He’ll teach you lessons

Tell you where to begin

He’ll even sell himself

Sold under sin

Reputation as a stubborn stupid man

A smell of death

What a charming frightening scent

A walking zombie with no ticket in his hand

A nice corpse doing the best he can

You should know

You’re almost gone

One of the good

But it turned out wrong

I don’t care 'bout your bad behaviour

I can’t save you

Can’t change you

Don’t care 'bout you bad behaviour

Can’t save you

Can’t change you

Far from home

Mommies little boy is gone

I can’t change you

Rich bastard

Do you see the broken glass

You climb the ladder

Jealous of your own ass

Sometimes it happens

I get slapped in the face

It turns me on

That’s what I chase