I'm like a thousand years old I'm gonna bury you in the ground I'm gonna bury you in my sound Drink the red from your brain You're face, I'm gonna What you don't like then? But you just not like me Sorry, I don't treat you like a god It's bad what you want me to do Sorry, I don't treat you like you're perfect Like all your little oil subjects do Sorry, I'm not made of sugar And that is sweet enough for you Is that why you always avoid me? I must be such and it could be into you Well, I'm just your problem Well, I'm just your problem It's like I'm not even a person Am I in no? I'm just your problem 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 forgot what landed me on your blacklist Well, I shouldn't have to be the one that makes up with you So what do I want to? What do I want to? I don't care for you I'm asking you So what do I want to? And I guess that's why I want to bury you in the ground And thank you now Why I want to bury you in my cell I'm sorry that it's this way But I didn't know what else to say Cause I didn't mean to push all my friends away Cause I'm just your problem And I'm just your problem Sorry I'm sorry that I exist