Who are you to say that I'm a bad man?
Who are you to say that I'm a poor fan?
Who are you to tell me about tomorrow?
Don't try to put me in your sorrow

Keep in mind that I'm a devil on the run
Trippin' through this hell, I use the music as my gun
Keep in mind that I don't care about your day
Don't care about what you say
And if you walk into my way you're not going home!

You know your life is a disaster
But I don't want to be your master
Before you bother me you must think
'Cause I'm the poison you should not drink