Propaghandi - The About-as-close-to-emo-as-we'll-ever-get Song Lyrics
I hid inside my room like a *****ing cowardAnd the past 18 months flashed before me in the last eight long hours.A little less than amazing: you finally got a rise out of me.So I laughed, I cried (well, I tried, but I laughed again).See? who the ***** needs a caricature to be their friend?Its so *****ing stupid.Im just as scared and insecure as you (maybe even x2)And I wonder what you really thought of me.An intimate friend? a loud-mouthed jerk? or just a novelty?(and, hey, do you think I could sing this a little more out of key? )This is not an apology. its just therapy.Because as we all know (and apparently), I dont need anybody.