Ladadadada I m going to bury you in the ground
Ladadadada I m going to bury you with my sound.
I m going to drink the red from your pretty pink face
I m going to-- (Marceline that s too distasteful!) (Oh you don t like that? Or do you
just not like me?!)
Sorry I don t treat you like a goddess
Is that what you want me to do?
Sorry I don t treat you like you re perfect
Like all your little loyal subjects do
Sorry I m not made of sugar
Am I not sweet enough for you?
Is that why you always avoid me?
That must be such an inconvenience to you
Well I m just your problem
I m just your problem
It s like I m not even a person am I?
I m just your problem
Well I shouldn t have to justify what I do
I shouldn t have to prove anything to you
I m sorry that I exist I forget what landed me on your black list
But I shouldn t have to be the one that makes up with you
So why do I want to?
Why do I want to...?
To bury you in the ground... and drink the blood... from your... ugh!
