• 4:54 PM, 23.7.07
Lyrics:[verse]:[1]
some folks call me shy, some call me a "loner"
some say that I'm "anti-social" cuz I ain't social
they sit and wonder why am I so quiet and soft spoken?
they wonder why, I don't open up when they're tryin to probe me
with so many questions, it's pretty depressing, mostly
but a few of those people who do actually know me
view me as usually approachable and happily joking too,
I'll gladly have a laugh with you, dude, I'm just hoping
you're not acting to get close to me, or to have me to notice you,
cuz it's when you relax and loosen to your natural composure
that your true, bona fide emotions, just start poking through
and when you go from "cool" to an asshole I wish I never knew you
it's as if, ninety-two percent of you humans are stupid
and either, proceed to use me, to get me to do shit
or seem to assume that I would need or use your two cents
when you chime in on my business you have nothing to do with
[hook]:
So... Do you wanna get to know me?
I mean, do you suppose you could be my homey?
[No] I don't think you really wanna know me [cuz]
if you knew me then you'd probably show me
the reason I never leave my home and go,
meet with people I know, cuz people don't seem to know,
how to be close, so, don't approach me,
please leave me alone, I don't need, to be treated like a "ho"
[verse]:[2]
girl, why would I wanna be your buddy
when you come to me and hug me when you want something from me?,
what? what is it, money? somebody need a hundred? oh you love me?
do I look like a sucker? what the fucks is up with you funny fuckers?
you're not my lover, you're not my mother, you're just another
one of those others who smothered me like a cover
as soon as you fucking discovered that I'm one of those subtle
like, brother-types you can cuddle when you get into trouble,
right? well I'm getting tired of this side of you, honey
you can try, crying them puddles, but it doesn't do nothing
except make me wanna lie to you everytime you butter me
up and try to get my help, that's why I hide in a bubble
cuz I'm sick of it, it's ridiculous, could someone please
give this bitch a disease? if she'd lose my number, I'd be free
from her, I need some peace, I can't see from under these sheets
did she leave? is it safe to come out now? can I breathe?
[hook]:
So... Do you wanna get to know me?
I mean, do you suppose you could be my homey?
[No] I don't think you really wanna know me [cuz] i
f you knew me then you'd probably show me
the reason I never leave my home and go,
meet with people I know, cuz people don't seem to know,
how to be close, so, don't approach me,
please leave me alone, I don't need, to be treated like a "ho"
[verse]:[3]
I'd like argue there's two parts
to every heart, the part that tries hard-ta keep calm and
and the part that needs to cause the drama,
that's the wrong part that I'm not too fond of
if you gotta start shit, then you have some problems
it's gonna come back to you, that's the karma
so how much longer, can you act retarded?
before your car crashes and you can't re-start it
I can't stand, a woman or man, who would target
their partners and harm em or start an up argument
dog, if you gotta use your hands to talk with
you're an animal, you can't, ever possibly solve shit,
so ever since I was a sophmore, I stopped talkin
I don't get bothered, I'm not involved in conflict
I just watch as the rest of yall just gossip
and I stay on top of all the chaos you're all causing
[hook]
So... Do you wanna get to know me?
I mean, do you suppose you could be my homey?
[No] I don't think you really wanna know me [cuz] i
f you knew me then you'd probably show me
the reason I never leave my home and go,
meet with people I know, cuz people don't seem to know,
how to be close, so, don't approach me,
please leave me alone, I don't need, to be treated like a "ho"
DKZ - Like A Ho.
i know my hair sucks.
i know it looks like a wig,
that it makes me look like a boy,
that it's effing ugly,
that it's very short.
don't you think i actually KNOW?
you don't have to keep rubbing it in my face thankyouverymuch.
right now,
i just don't have the luxury of relaxing and calming myself.
it's going to be exams soon,
i'm effing stressed up.
my class is a mugger class,
and guess what;
i'm not mugger material.
i think i might wanna close my blog.
this daily obligation to blog is wearing me out.
whatever i blog, i'll be criticised on.
whenever i don't blog, people'll be like "UPDATEUPDATE"
then whenever i blog, i have to keep racking my brains for material to blog about.
now that i think about it,
i don't owe anybody anything.
so why should i keep forcing myself to do something i don't want to?
:/
ah damn.
moodswings are settling over me like vultures settling over their prey.
i hate feeling so messed up inside.
sallytansulynn i'm not emo.
i'm moodswinging.
there's a difference yeah?
you don't care.
so i won't care.
and we both shan't care.
:D