Emo Ballad, by . QUEENIE .
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*done for banjo and harmonica duet with a southern drawl.*
today, the astro turf
felt so wonderful beneath
my bare feet
and yet it was a feeling
that passed like
a start ship enterprise fleet
at warp five..
when i walked outta
my front porch
my neighbors was crushed alive.
and he said
she didnt love him
and he said they didnt
know him
he was just a emo kid
crying in the dark
in his mama's eyeliner
he was just
emooooo...
and this morning
he woke up
and his soul
was eating him
from the inside
he pulled on his tight jeans
and messied up his
emo hair...
today, he said fuck it
i just don't care.
so atop his trailer
he climbed up
he stood from teh aerial and
called to us below
he said...
and he said
she didnt love him
and he said they didnt
know him
he was just a emo kid
crying in the dark
in his mama's eyeliner
he was just
emooooo...
and as wez all come outside
for our morning papers
the feeling beneath our feet
of fresh morning astro turf
we looked up, to see him
ready to jump
but the saddest thing
i ever did seen
is when he leaned
forward to fly off
the trailer
she tipped
and crushed the whole emo fmaily..
and he said
she didnt love him
and he said they didnt
know him
he was just a emo kid
and he said
she didnt love him
and he said they didnt
know him
he was just a emo kid
crying in the dark
in his mama's eyeliner
he was just
an.
emoooo
kidddd....
xoxo
Ellie J
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Posted: 2005-09-29 00:10:18 UTC |
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