Emo Kid
Dear diary
Mood, apathetic
My life is spiraling downward
I couldn't get enough money to go to the
Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert
It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like
"Stab My Heart Because I Love You" and "Rip Apart My Soul"
And of course "Stabby Rip Stab Stab"
And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either
Like that guy from that band can do, some days you know
I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming too if you look just like me
I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face
I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs
'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag
I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag
'Cause our dudes look like chicks and our chicks look like dykes
'Cause emo is one step below transvestite
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
I'm dark and sensitive with low self esteem
The way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sister's mascara, now I'm grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun
They say, they already have a pussy, they don't need another one
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Dye in my hair and polish on my toes
I must be emo
I play guitar and write suicide notes
I must be emo
My life is just a black abyss, ya know, it's so dark
And it's suffocating me, grabbing a hold of me, tightening its grip
Tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans
Which look great on me by the way
When I get depressed, I cut my wrist in every direction
Hearing songs 'bout getting dumped give me an erection
I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
I tell my friends, I bleed black and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth
You can read me "Catcher in the Rye" and watch me jack off
I wear skintight clothes while hating my life
If I said that I like girls, I'd only be half right
I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw Xbox, I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like to whine and hate my parentals
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be emo
My parents don't get me, ya know
They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy
Well, a couple guys but I mean it's the 2000's
Can't two or four dudes make out with each other without being gay
I mean, chicks dig that kinda thing anyways
I don't know, diary
Sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me
You're my best friend
I feel like tacos
Mood, apathetic
My life is spiraling downward
I couldn't get enough money to go to the
Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert
It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like
"Stab My Heart Because I Love You" and "Rip Apart My Soul"
And of course "Stabby Rip Stab Stab"
And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either
Like that guy from that band can do, some days you know
I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming too if you look just like me
I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face
I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs
'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag
I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag
'Cause our dudes look like chicks and our chicks look like dykes
'Cause emo is one step below transvestite
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
I'm dark and sensitive with low self esteem
The way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sister's mascara, now I'm grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun
They say, they already have a pussy, they don't need another one
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Dye in my hair and polish on my toes
I must be emo
I play guitar and write suicide notes
I must be emo
My life is just a black abyss, ya know, it's so dark
And it's suffocating me, grabbing a hold of me, tightening its grip
Tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans
Which look great on me by the way
When I get depressed, I cut my wrist in every direction
Hearing songs 'bout getting dumped give me an erection
I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
I tell my friends, I bleed black and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth
You can read me "Catcher in the Rye" and watch me jack off
I wear skintight clothes while hating my life
If I said that I like girls, I'd only be half right
I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw Xbox, I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like to whine and hate my parentals
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be emo
My parents don't get me, ya know
They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy
Well, a couple guys but I mean it's the 2000's
Can't two or four dudes make out with each other without being gay
I mean, chicks dig that kinda thing anyways
I don't know, diary
Sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me
You're my best friend
I feel like tacos
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Writer(s): Adam Christensen
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