Princess Nokia - Goth Kid lyrics

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