as a so called 'emo' (tabbed by my mates for the bands i like and the way i dress) its just the way i am, i never thought to my self today i'm going to be emo for a 8 months, then for 4 months i'l become a grungey. i personaly enjoy the 'emo and screamo' genre of music bands such as funeral for a friend, my chemical romance, enter shikari, saosin and others but i do also listen to other stuff like club mixes and a little bit of RnB....
those people who go around being depressed and pretending not to give a f**k about their life are just pathetic and that attitude was around way before 'emo' culture became a fad. its just adopted another name.
just my 2 cents
john... listening Funeral for a Friend -Roses for the dead
Just to say we're sorry,
For the black eyes and bleeding lips.
And it's hard to forget
How many lies we've told.
Or how old we'd grow,
Before I said goodbye.
So let's scrape our knees on the playground.
It's not your fault,
You feel okay.
It's too late in the day.
It's not your fault,
You feel betrayed.
You can't come out to play.
I never listened to a word you never said.
I never listened to a word you never said.
Wasting the hours now,
We're all suckers for tragedies.
And start this over again,
And you bring us to our knees.
As sunrise comes,
And the story will sell,
A few hundred papers,
So we'll follow you up.
It's not your fault,
You feel okay.
It's too late in the day.
It's not your fault,
You feel betrayed.
You can't come out to play.
I never listened to a word you never said.
I never listened to a word you never said.
So raise your hands up high,
And let this rain pour on.
So raise your hands up high,
And wash us away.
Like innocence and childbirth,
You look just like your mother
And you look just like your father.
Forgive him our father,
Your son is smiling,
So lay roses around you.