Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot (grr)
Phwoar (postgrad)
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Yeah, yeah ([?])

Oh my, yeah (yeah)
Oh my gosh, I'm the problem, yeah (huh)
And I, I think it's too late to solve it, yeah
Summer's over (summer's over)
Yeah, it looks like Summer's over (yeah, oh Jesus)
I was outside every day last month
And I barely spent time with the ones I love (yeah)
Okay, yeah
Who are they? (Yeah)
'Cause it's certainly not me
I said: Who are they? Yeah
'Cause it's certainly not me (huh, certainly not)
I'm sorry ([?])
I should've come to your party so I'm sorry for choosing me (grr, woah)
T, it's my fault (oh, it's my fault)
J, it's my fault (oh, it's my fault)
D, it's my fault (oh, it's my fault)
F, it's my fault, yeah, yeah, yeah
My fault

Oh my gosh, I'm the problem ([?])
And I, oh I think it's too late to solve it, yeah

Please lift the shame (okay)
Can you lift the shame, Lord Jesus?
I cannot bare it, I cannot
Nor can I bury it or throw it all away (certainly not me, [?])
Oh my gosh, I'm the problem
And I, I think I need some solving
Postgrad