"I'm a Hypocrite"
We are HYPOCRITES
And we deny it all.
We are all CONFORMISTS
DYING’s in this fall.
So take your stupid razors
Take that stupid blade.
Carve a couple LETTERS,
Get out the f*cking bandaids.
Casually roll up a sleeve,
Expose your CUT up wrist.
Show it off to friends And say,
“Look what I just did!”
Clearly your EMOTIONS,
Have fine-ah-lee came through.
Clearly you’re depressed,
In your new REFURNISHED room.
Where im sure you sit in bed,
Recap your TEENAGE ANGST
Over who called you a POSER,
And who called you a skank.
KID youre just so scene,
So DENY your purposed way
How all your angled pictures
Just Spell “CLICHÉ CLICHÉ CLICHÉ .”
So YOU THINK up a new fad
“Tell me what you’ve felt!”
“I'M a hypo-crite because,
I just decribed MYSELF?”
HYPOCRITES, CONFORMISTS,
DYING LETTERS..
CUT EMOTIONS,
and REFURNISHED TEENAGE ANGST.
POSER KID,
DENY YOUR CLICHÉ CLICHÉ CLICHÉ .
YOU THINK,
I'M, MYSELF?
-joey...
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