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Check out Chacarron Macarron its the funniest song ever. But this is the emo song
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 ugh…

I’m an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
You’d be non-conforming too if
you looked just like me
I have paint on my nails and make-up 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 dyke’s
’Cause emo is one step below transvestite!

I’m dark, and sensitive with low self-esteem
The way I dress makes every day 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.

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,
you know, it’s so dark.
And it’s suffocating me.
Grabbing hold of me and tightening it’s grip,
tighter than a pair of
my little sister’s jeans…
which look great on me by the way.

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,

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 just don’t get me, you 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 2 … or 4 dudes make-out with
each other without being gay?
I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways.
I don’t know diary,
sometimes I think you’re the only one that gets me,
you’re my best friend…

The Emo Song.

The Gangster Song is way better.