Long forelock, crying eyes
Your jeans in a black-pink paint
Champ a varnish, black nails
The edge new cuts a fist.
Catkins with thorns, pierced a lips
Your tunnels size with soccer ball
Badges to carry with itself it is needs
In the pink world, you now - emo-kid
"I hate my life" write on a hand
Has puttied you blood a badge on a belt
Also you cry you sit: "To be drowned I want"
Need is the help? Ask - I shall fly to you!
Punks have offended, have taken away your cash
Distances on a muzzle, having told "Emo sucks"
Well, well, get used to live with a sick head,
You have chosen yourself, you now - emo-man.
Emo-boy английский вариант
© Copyright: Анна Полуротова, 2007
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