Goth Kid

I’m goth as fuck, even when I’m not in black

Gothic is the pain you feel and not the clothes that’s on your back

Don’t give a fuck about the fun you make of me

I’m not the type to play your role so get the fuck away from me

You make me sick and all I was was just a kid

You picked a flaw in all I did and go and make me feel like shit

I swear to God, you have no clue to how I live

To foster care, abused as kids

Playing under my desk, a comic book in my bed

I got fuck with Emily Strange and I got pins in my bag

I’m Wednesday Addams to you basic ass hoes

Marilyn Manson to you corny ass bros

I was sleepin' in the cemetery

Kinda cute, a little scary, goth as fuck, a little Carrie

You don’t know shit about me

You go assume and doubt me, I’m just like Ginger Foutley

The world was born of innies and I was born an outie

You gonna see a side of me that you've never seen

My mind is kinda sick, and my jokes a little mean

Just a little gorey, like a bloody fuckin' spleen

I been hangin' out with prostitutes and fiends

I’m goth as fuck, even when I’m not in black

Gothic is the pain you feel and not the clothes that’s on your back

And I don’t give a fuck about the fun you make of me

I’m not the type to play your role so get the fuck away from me

You make me sick and all I was was just a kid

You picked a flaw in all I did and go and make me feel like shit

I swear to God, you have no clue to how I live

To foster care, abused as kids

I just landed from another planet

And I think it’s time to start the madness

Stupid hungry boy, I’m famished

Take a plate of food, if moms is askin'

I’m in the project chillin' with my boys

I’m talkin' grown ass men who play with toys

Mom’s asleep, don’t make a noise

Extracurriculars is havin' sex and smokin' weed

Stealin' clothes and climbin' trees

Hustlin' kids and buyin' Ps

Duane Reade, stole the triple C’s

Trippin' hard, I try to breathe, trippin' hard, I go to sleep

It’s a dirty game, and I’m nobody’s fool

I’d rather be myself, pretend I’m fuckin' cool

I’d rather be at home, than party where there’s hate

People makin' fun of me while smilin' in my face

I’m a nice kid and the world ain't

Got the knapsack, and a fat sack

Said I’m gonna quit today, ha ha, fat chance

And at first glance, I’m so small and cute

Haven’t seen me pukin', drunk on my own shoes

I’m a big slob, I got a big job

I know who I am, I’m a real hug

I’m goth as fuck, even when I’m not in black

Gothic is the pain you feel and not the clothes that’s on your back

And don’t give a fuck about the fun you make of me

I’m not the type to play your role so get the fuck away from me

You make me sick and all I was was just a kid

You picked a flaw in all I did and go and make me feel like shit

I swear to God, you have no clue to how I live

To foster care, abused as kids

Yellow cab, yellow bag, little sad, copped a bag and took a drag

Dwelling on the things I had, things I lost

Paid the cost, actin' stupid now, I'm tossed

I didn't mean to be mean or act obscene

I know you've had enough of me

Don't blame you every time you run away from me

A monster, see? A monster, I’ve come to be

I'm a bad kid, fuckin' rancid, burn like acid, Manson, Charlie

I'm the class clown, everybody’s favorite asshole

Unreliable, plagiarized, I am liable

It's undeniable, maniacal, I really am

Manipulative, all my teachers are frustrated