Do you mean this horny creep
Set upon weary feet
Who looks in need of sleep
That doesn’t come
This twisted, tortured mess
This bed of sinfulness
Who’s longing for some rest
And feeling numb
What do you expect of me
What is it you want
Whatever you’ve planned for me
I’m not the one
A vicious appetite
Visits me each night
And won’t be satisfied
Won’t be denied
An unbearable pain
A beating in my brain
That leaves the mark of Cain
Right here inside
What am I supposed to do
When everything that I’ve done
Is leading me to conclude
I’m not the one
Whatever I’ve done
I’ve been staring down the barrel of a gun
Is there something you need from me
Are you having your fun
I never agreed to be
Your holy one
Whatever I’ve done
I’ve been staring down the barrel of a gun
Prevod pesme
Cev pištolja
Misliš na ovog uspaljenog čudaka
na umornim nogama
koji izgleda kao da mu je potrebno sna
koji ne dolazi
Ovaj uvrnuti, namučeni haos
Ovaj krevet grešnosti
što čezne za malo odmora
i oseća se utrnuto
Šta od mene očekuješ
Šta hoćeš
Kakvi god da su tvoji planovi sa mnom
Ja nisam taj
Opaki apetit
Opseda me svake noći
i neću biti zadovoljan
Neću biti lišen
Neizdrživi bol
Bubnjanje u glavi
što ostavlja Kainov žig
baš ovde, iznutra
Šta da radim
Kad me sve što sam uradio
vodi ka zaključku
da ja nisam taj
Šta god da sam radio
U cev pištolja sam zurio
Jel ti treba nešto od mene
Da li se lepo zabavljaš
Nikad nisam pristao da budem
tvoj svetac
Šta god da radim
U cev pištolja zurim