i am hardcore
i will windmill kick you in the face
everybody back up, make a circle, lets destroy this place
the lights are low and im about to go off
here comes the breakdown,
KARATE CHOP!
raise up your arms, make an X if youre down
me and me crew,
we own this stinkin town.
watch out for my fist,
your face, it will kiss on purpose
im tough and im ticked
i dont slow dance, i dont salsa dance
forget the tango, i dont slamdance you idiot.
i dance hardcore.
on the floor, im the man youve never seen before
when the drummer yells, GO!
its my time to blow.
and in between songs
i yell at all of the bands
because i dont care what they have to say
im not here to learn anything anyway
im here to dance
in the zone in a trance
i dont smoke cigarettes
but if shes willing
ill drop my pants
promiscuous i am
but im vegan
i dont eat meat or any of that stuff
because its bad for you right?
i wanna save the animals,
i dont care about the sweatshop scandals
i do not shop at hot topic
i am not mall core,
i am hard core
madball, hatebreed, throwdown and terror.
i own them all on colored vinyl,
limited edition and hand numbered.
but you wont see me asking for no autograph
because i aint looking like no fool
i aint no pop culture tool.
if they aint screaming, i aint listening.
and if they aint got a blast beat,
i aint tapping my feet.
i eat emo pansies for breakfast.
and i give their little t-shirts to my little sister
so cry about it, you messenger bag purse carrying whatever.
i wear girl pants but im homophobic
yet the way im always hugging on my homeboys,
you sure wouldnt know it.
ive had my ears stretched an inch since back in 96,
somebody told me hardcore was a place to share what you believe,
but i didnt like what dude said,
so i flipped him off and told him to leave.
im mad at society
because my parents wont buy my a new computer.
even though i ask politely.
my playstation 2 is broken,
but my x-box works.
when that breaks though,
something is gonna hit the fan.
and ill express myself with rage and anger
just like a man, because thats how its done, right?
you get mad and start a fight, right?
i think i may, i think i might
take my insecurities out on that punk
in the pit tonight
because really, i am just insecure.
more than that, im kinda scared
im hurting inside and i dont know how to deal with it
i dont know what being a man means
i thought acting tough was the way to go,
but now that i think about it, im emo.
[piano]
i will windmill kick you in the face
everybody back up, make a circle, lets destroy this place
the lights are low and im about to go off
here comes the breakdown,
KARATE CHOP!
raise up your arms, make an X if youre down
me and me crew,
we own this stinkin town.
watch out for my fist,
your face, it will kiss on purpose
im tough and im ticked
i dont slow dance, i dont salsa dance
forget the tango, i dont slamdance you idiot.
i dance hardcore.
on the floor, im the man youve never seen before
when the drummer yells, GO!
its my time to blow.
and in between songs
i yell at all of the bands
because i dont care what they have to say
im not here to learn anything anyway
im here to dance
in the zone in a trance
i dont smoke cigarettes
but if shes willing
ill drop my pants
promiscuous i am
but im vegan
i dont eat meat or any of that stuff
because its bad for you right?
i wanna save the animals,
i dont care about the sweatshop scandals
i do not shop at hot topic
i am not mall core,
i am hard core
madball, hatebreed, throwdown and terror.
i own them all on colored vinyl,
limited edition and hand numbered.
but you wont see me asking for no autograph
because i aint looking like no fool
i aint no pop culture tool.
if they aint screaming, i aint listening.
and if they aint got a blast beat,
i aint tapping my feet.
i eat emo pansies for breakfast.
and i give their little t-shirts to my little sister
so cry about it, you messenger bag purse carrying whatever.
i wear girl pants but im homophobic
yet the way im always hugging on my homeboys,
you sure wouldnt know it.
ive had my ears stretched an inch since back in 96,
somebody told me hardcore was a place to share what you believe,
but i didnt like what dude said,
so i flipped him off and told him to leave.
im mad at society
because my parents wont buy my a new computer.
even though i ask politely.
my playstation 2 is broken,
but my x-box works.
when that breaks though,
something is gonna hit the fan.
and ill express myself with rage and anger
just like a man, because thats how its done, right?
you get mad and start a fight, right?
i think i may, i think i might
take my insecurities out on that punk
in the pit tonight
because really, i am just insecure.
more than that, im kinda scared
im hurting inside and i dont know how to deal with it
i dont know what being a man means
i thought acting tough was the way to go,
but now that i think about it, im emo.
[piano]
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