I'm goth as f**
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 f** about the fun you make of me
I'm not the type to play your role so get the f** away from me
You make me sick
And all I was was just a kid who picked a flaw in all I did
And go and make me feel like sh**
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 f** with Emily Strange
And I got pins in my bag
I'm Wednesday Adams to you basic a** hoes
Marilyn Manson to you corny a** bros
I was sleeping in the cemetery
Kinda cute, a little scary
Goth as f**
A little Carrie
You don't know sh** about me
You go a**ume 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 f**ing spleen
I been hanging out with prostitutes and fiends
I'm goth as f**, 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 f** about the fun you make of me
I'm not the type to play your role
So get the f** away from me
You make me sick
And all I was was just a kid who picked a flaw in all I did
And go and make me feel like sh**
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 asking
I'm in the project chilling with my boys
I'm talking grown a** men who play with toys
Mom's asleep don't make a noise
Extracurriculars is having s** and smoking weed
Stealing clothes and climbing trees
Hustling kids and buying peas
Duane Reade, stole the triple C's
Tripping hard I try to breathe
Tripping hard I go to sleep
It's a dirty game, and I'm nobody's fool
I'd rather be myself, pretend I'm f**ing cool
I'd rather be at home, than party where there's hate
People making fun of me while smiling 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 puking 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 f**, 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 f** about the fun you make of me
I'm not the type to play your role
So get the f** away from me
You make me sick
And all I was was just a kid who picked a flaw in all I did
And go and make me feel like sh**
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
Acting 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
f**ing rancid
Burn like acid, Manson, Charlie
I am the cla** clown, everybody's favorite a**hole
Unreliable, plagiarized, I am liable
It's undeniable
Maniacal, I really am
Manipulative, all my teachers are frustrated