books and covers and pigeon holes… 

walk in the door ears burning already in a box - wheels turning 

pre-conceived notions and quiet whispersjudge me on what I say

judge me on my everyday

judge me on yesterday

calendar day cliché mohawks and dyes - nothing but lies

i don't wear dickies nor have any piercings

and i even forgot what emo meant

what it was and what it is

and how it defines the giver and the gifti'll never be your … 

i even forgot what emo meant what it was and what it is

and how it defines the giver and the gift

after all, music's emotion