im like a thousand years old
la da da da da
im gonna bury you in the ground
la da da da da
im gonna bury you with my sound
im gonna drink the red
from your pretty pink face
im gonna
are you done yet?
cus,I,m tired of feeling guilty for this
is that what people
really think about me?
that im a god above all of you?
sorry i dont treat you like your perfect
like all your little loyal subjects do
sorry if i seem malicious
but i can,t sympathize with you
i know that it hurts when you,re lonely
but i can,t take that burden from you,so
i,m just your problem,well
you,re your own
problem
its like im
not even a person,am i?
no
i,m just your problem
marshall gumball
well i now
you wear this defensive attitude
iiiii
shouldnt have to prove anything to you
i,m sorry that i e ist
i forgotwhat landed me on your blacklist
well
iiiii will always be here
but it,s not my battle
to save you from you
so but
why do i want to? yes i still want to
why do i want to? oh i still want to
but i must
i don,t have a clue stand and watch
im asking you we will survive
so why do i want to? but i still want to
and i geuss thats
why i guess
i wanna bury in the ground
because i care!
why,you wanna bury me with your sound
im sorry that its this way
but i dont know what else to say
and iiiii promise you
you could never push me away
cus iiii and iiii
cannot wait for
when you say
iiiiim
just your problem when you say
(silent)im sorry
