Luyện nghe bài hát The Emo Song

Dear

Apathetic.

My is spiralling downward.
I couldn't get money to go to the
Blood Red Romance and me dry concert.
It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite
like "Stab My Heart Because I You" and
"Rip My Soul" and of course,
"Stabby Rip Stab".
And it doesn't help that I
get my hair to do that thing.
Like that guy from that can do.
days, you know...

I'm an emo kid, as can be
be non-conforming too if you looked just like me
I paint on my nails and make-up on my face
I'm almost emo enough to shaving my legs
'Cause I feel deep when I'm dressing in drag
I call it of expression,
most call me a fag
'Cause our dudes look chicks,
and our chicks look dykes
emo is one step below transvestite!

Stop my and slit my throat
I be emo
I jump around when I go to shows
I be emo

I'm dark, and with low self-esteem
The way I makes every day feel like Halloween
I have no real but I like to make believe
I stole my sister's now, I'm grounded for a week.
Sulking and writing poetry are my
I get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up me,
never any fun.
They say they already a pussy,
don't need another one

Stop my and slit my throat
I be emo
I jump around when I go to shows
I be emo
Dye in my hair and polish on my
I be emo
I play guitar and suicide notes
I be emo

My is just a black abyss,
you know, so dark.
And suffocating me.
Grabbing ahold of me and its grip,
tighter than a of
my little jeans...
which great on me by the way.

When I get I cut my wrists in every direction
Hearing songs getting dumped give me an erection
I write in a journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
I told my friends I bleed and cry during classes
I'm a bad, cheap imitation of goth,
You can read me "Catcher in the Rye", and me jack off.
I skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I girls, I'd only be half right!

I look like I'm dead and dress like a
I be emo
Screw XBox, I play old Nintendo
I be emo
I like to whine and hit my
I be emo
Me and my all look like clones
I must be

My parents don't get me, you know.
They think I'm gay just they saw me kiss a guy.
Well, a couple guys. But I mean, the 2000s.
Can't 2 ... or 4 dudes make-out
each other being gay?
I mean, chicks dig kind of thing anyways.
I know diary,
I think you're the only one that gets me,
you're my friend...

I feel tacos.