lunes, febrero 4

Porque todos tienen derecho a ser emocionales

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  1. I MUST BE EMO Song Lyrics

    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 could do, some days you know. . .

    I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
    You'd be non-conforming to if u look 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 their dudes look like chicks, their 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 Hallowe'en
    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, you know, it's so dark. and it's suffocating me. grabbing a hold of me and tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans . . . which look great on my by the way

    When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction
    Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection
    I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
    I told 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 skin tight clothes while hating my life
    If I said 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 X-BOX I play old school Nintendo
    I must be emo
    I like to whine and hate my parental's
    I must be emo
    Me and my friends all look like clones
    I must be emo

  2. Yo no sabía que ahora panda también hacía poesía visual erótica! jajajajaja