The Emo Song
(D-Standard)

I get sad sometimes, know what I mean,
So I cut myself just to see it bleed,
Burns so good I just can’t explain,
Little clichéd but conformists ‘r’ lame.

I’m emo, hey what can I say,
I’m emo, ‘cause scene is gay.
I like dark stuff, like a panic attack
I wear dark clothes and paint my nails black.

You call me whiny but I call it expressive, (the other kids make fun of me)
When it comes to satan I’m a hair excessive.
A black and dark atmosphere’s what I give,
The girls think I suck, I’m like a sex-sieve.

I’m emo, hey what can I say,
I’m emo, like it that way.
I like things black to match my heart,
And my lungs are black from smokin’ darts.

And sometimes, I just sit there with a weird-ass smile,
And look up from under my hair, looks scary and vile,
Got Three Days Grace playing I think I’m addicted,
Your friggin’ death is what I’ve predicted.

*Guitar Solo*

I’m emo, hey what can I say,
I’m emo, and bleedin’ today.
I pick up my bass and play it blaring,
I tune it down ‘cause I think it sounds scary.

I’m emo, hey what can I say,
I’m emo, everything’s ‘kay.
It’s a way of life, that’s what I say,
Woops, better take my meds, I forgot today

*solo*

(yeah… conformist and establishment… all those cool emo words… yeah…
satan and blood, I love it. fuck your Beattles world… except for
John Lennon… he was a cool guy I guess)