Just let me be myself!!!

Would you dance, to My Chemical Romance?
Would you wear nothing but black?
Would you cry, for the sake of crying?
Will you cut yourself tonight?

Would you tremble, if your jeans weren’t too tight?
Will you laugh? Pfft, yeah right!
Now would you write, for the one you love,
Some terrible poetry?

I can be your Emo baby,
Boys and girls both look the same.
Dyed black hair, tight shirt and trousers,
Life is such a bloody shame.

Would you wear the same as every-one else?
Would you lie? Your hair colour’s false.
And would you have, a choppy black fringe,
Over your left eye, tonight?

I can be your Emo baby,
Boys and girls both look the same.
Dyed black hair, tight shirt and trousers,
Life is such a bloody shame.

Oh, why do you all hate me?
Why won’t you let me be....myself?
Please don’t judge me, life’s not easy.
It’s hard work being a clone.

I can be your Emo baby,
Boys and girls both look the same.
Dyed black hair, tight shirt and trousers,
Life is such a bloody shame.

I can be your Emo!
Boys and girls both look the same.
Dyed black hair, tight shirt and trousers,
Life is such a bloody shame.

Life is full of death and pain.

And I can be your emo.