Oh dear Marceline..
Posted on Thursday, September 05, 2013
I'm gonna bury you with my sound.
I'm gonna drink the red,
From your pretty pink face,
I'm gonna-
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 you 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?
I 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 forgot what landed me on your black list but
I shouldn't have to be the one who 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...
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