Soy Tu Problema

Ah
Just follow me, princess
Lada-da-da-da
I'm gonna bury you
Lada-da-da-da
My sound will do it
I'll drink your blood, I'll do it from your face
I'm gonna
What? Don't you like it?
Or is it that I'm not your type?

I’m sorry I don’t treat you like a goddess
That’s what you’d want me to do
I think you’re not that perfect
Like all your subjects
Sorry, I’m not made of sugar
And I’m not sweet for you
That’s why you always avoid me
I must be really inconvenient for you
Alright

I’m your problem
I know what you think
That I’m not a happy person
I’m your problem

I shouldn’t have to justify myself, I know
No, I’ll never do it
I’m sorry to be a burden, I know it’s true
But I shouldn’t be the one to make amends, no
Alright

What should I do?
What do I want?
What should I do? (I don’t know what to do)
What do I want? (To drink from you)
Wooh
I’m gonna bury you (bury you)
Wooh
My sound will do it

Bury you and
Drink your blood