Luyện nghe bài hát The Emo Song

Dear

Apathetic.

My is spiralling downward.
I couldn't get money to go to the
Blood Red and Suffocate 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 that band can do.
days, you know...

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

Stop my and slit my throat
I be emo
I don't around when I go to shows
I be emo

I'm dark, and sensitive with low
The way I dress makes every day feel like
I have no real problems but I to make believe
I stole my mascara now, I'm grounded for a week.
Sulking and poetry are my hobbies
I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without
Girls breaking up with me,
it's any fun.
They say they already a pussy,
they don't need one

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

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

I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction
Hearing songs about dumped give me an erection
I write in a live journal and thick rimmed glasses
I told my I bleed black 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 like girls, I'd be half right!

I look like I'm and dress like a homo
I be emo
Screw XBox, I old school Nintendo
I be emo
I like to whine and hit my
I be emo
Me and my friends all look like
I must be

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

I feel tacos.