Yeah, you're angry, and always upset,
That's simply what I've learned,
Emotional attacks aren't really such a threat,
But you're still so concerned...

The things emos take on, they can't shrug off,
Because they know nobody is content,
With the way their lives are, or maybe what they've got,
So the emos give up and are indifferent.

Emos glare at me, 'cuz they're not happy,
With anything, anytime, anywhere,
But that half of them's not about apathy,
and the other half, still doesn't care...

Emos must admit, the words they speak, they hated,
'Cause they still don't see how to be motivated,
They won't break a sweat over a dying race,
Their fate, is something that they've already embraced...

Yeah, you're angry, and always upset,
That's simply what I've learned,
Emotional attacks aren't really such a threat,
But you're still real concerned...

The things emos take on, they can't shrug off,
Because they know nobody is content,
With the way their lives are, or maybe what they've got,
So the emos give up, and are indifferent.

Yeah, not being apathetic's a pathetic way to be,
But they don't care,
What matters to them, does not matter to me...
'Cause they don't care...

So, take a wild guess,
It's like they couldn't care less...
If all the things they find impressive,
Just blew up and made those messes,

That they randomly repair...
Like it's not a life or death affair...
And all while they're unaware,
For this, they shouldn't care...

But it's so hard, for emos to see reality,
And that the end will bring the end of things,
And their hearts they will bring,
To break and repeat.

Emos glare at me, 'cuz they're not happy,
With anything, anytime, anywhere,
But that half of them's not about apathy,
and the other half, still doesn't care...

Emos glare at me, 'cuz they're not happy,
With anything, anytime, anywhere,
But that half of them's not about apathy,
and the other half, still doesn't care...

They are well aware that everything,
Is a far cry from right,
They're well aware,
That most of us are so uptight...

And possibly, the remedy,
Is not a dose of apathy,
I point my finger at them,
And they point their finger at me....