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Hollywood Undead - Emo Kid W/Lyrics

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Uploaded on Oct 27, 2009

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Dear Diary, Mood: Apathetic
My life is spiraling downward
I couldnt get enough money to go to the Blood Red romance andsuffocate me dry concert
It sucks because 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 doesnt help that I couldnt get my hair to flippy thing either, like that guy from that band could do. Somedays.
Im an emo kid, non-confroming as can be youd be non-conforming to if you looked just like me
I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face
Im almost emo enough to start shaving my legs, cause I feel real deep when Im 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 dikes
Cause emo is one step below tranvestite
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I dont jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Im dark, and sensitive with low self esteem
The way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sisters mascara and now Im grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
I cant get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me
Its never any fun they say they already have a pussy
They dont need another one
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I dont jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Dye in my hair nail 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? Its so dark
And its suffocating me
Grabbing a hold of me and tightening its grip
Tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans.
Which look great on me, 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 tell my friends I bleed black and cry during classes
Im just a bad, cheap, imitation of goth
You could 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 Id only be half right
I look like Im dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw XBOX I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like to whine and hit my parentals
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be emo
My parents dont get me , you know?
They think Im gay because they saw me kiss a guy ,well, a couple of guys
But I mean, it's the 2000's, cant two, or four dudes make out with each other without being gay?
I mean chicks dig that kind of thing anyways
I dont know diary, sometimes I think youre the only one on that gets me, Youre my best friend, I feel like tacos.

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