too many emos
too many emos, are cring in the darktoo many emos, are sobbing in the parks
at the sight of blood their eyes will tear
and they can't contain their deapest fears
too many emos
too many emos that need to heal
too many emos that have no will
they come in packs with their fancy belts,
acting like they know how their idols felt
too many emos, with frost in their hair
too many emos, in their glamore ware
all dressed up in low rise jeans
they'll start up drama just to be seen
too many emos that just can't see
too many emos that bother me
in the tention of the mass they start to cringe
too many emos, too many trendy men
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