Text: Hollywood Undead. Otras Canciones. Donkey.
:
Dear Diary:
Mood: Apathetic.
My life is spiraling downward.
I couldn't get enough money to go to the
avenge seven fold and my chemical romance concert.
It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs
like \"black parade\" and
\"beast and the harlot\" and of course,
\"teenagers\".
And it doesn't help that I couldn't
get my hair to do that flippy thing either.
Like that guy from that band can do.
Some days ugh...
I'm a shrek donkey, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming too if
you looked just like me
I have paint on my hooves and make-up on my face
I'm almost shrek enough to start shaving my neck
'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in donkey
I call it freedom of expression,
most just call me a donkey
'Cause our dudes look like donkeys,
and our chicks look like ogers
'Cause donkey is one step below Shrek!
Stop my struttin and go to sleep
I must be a donkey
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be a donkey
I'm dark, and sensitive with low self-esteem
The way I dress makes every day feel like shrek
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole mr darnell's donkey now
I'm hidingfor a week.
talking and singing songs are my hobbies
I can't get through a darnell
class without sobbing
dragon keep breaking up with me,
it's never any fun.
They say they already have a baby,
they don't need another one
Stop my struttin and go to sleep
I must be a donkey
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be a donkey
cut in my hair and brush on my teeth
I must be a donkey
I play guitar and write funny notes
I must be a donkey
My life is just a black abyss,
you know, it's so dark.
And it's hurting me.
Grabbing hold of me and tightening it's grip,
tighter than a pair of
my little brothers hat ...
which look great on me by the way.
When I get depressed I talk about
you in every direction
Hearing songs about getting
steeling give me an scare
I write in a live journal and
wear thick rimmed hat
I tell my friends I bleed black
and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap, imitation of donkey,
You can read me \"Catcher in the
Rye\", and watch me run away.
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I like donkeys, I'd only be half right!
I look like I'm scar and dress like a donkey
I must be a donkey
Screw XBox, I play old school Nintendo
I must be donkey
I like to whine and hate you darnell
I must be a donkey
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be donkey
My parents just don't get me, you know.
They think I'm smelly just because
they saw me pet a donkey.
Well, a couple donkeys. But I mean, it's the 2000's.
Can't 2 ... or 4 donkeys run away with
each other without being stolen?
I mean, your classes dig that kind of thing anyways.
I don't know darnell,
sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me,
you're my best friend...
I feel like i hate you...
(Thanks to Matt for these lyrics)
Dear Diary:
Mood: Apathetic.
My life is spiraling downward.
I couldn't get enough money to go to the
avenge seven fold and my chemical romance concert.
It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs
like \"black parade\" and
\"beast and the harlot\" and of course,
\"teenagers\".
And it doesn't help that I couldn't
get my hair to do that flippy thing either.
Like that guy from that band can do.
Some days ugh...
I'm a shrek donkey, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming too if
you looked just like me
I have paint on my hooves and make-up on my face
I'm almost shrek enough to start shaving my neck
'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in donkey
I call it freedom of expression,
most just call me a donkey
'Cause our dudes look like donkeys,
and our chicks look like ogers
'Cause donkey is one step below Shrek!
Stop my struttin and go to sleep
I must be a donkey
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be a donkey
I'm dark, and sensitive with low self-esteem
The way I dress makes every day feel like shrek
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole mr darnell's donkey now
I'm hidingfor a week.
talking and singing songs are my hobbies
I can't get through a darnell
class without sobbing
dragon keep breaking up with me,
it's never any fun.
They say they already have a baby,
they don't need another one
Stop my struttin and go to sleep
I must be a donkey
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be a donkey
cut in my hair and brush on my teeth
I must be a donkey
I play guitar and write funny notes
I must be a donkey
My life is just a black abyss,
you know, it's so dark.
And it's hurting me.
Grabbing hold of me and tightening it's grip,
tighter than a pair of
my little brothers hat ...
which look great on me by the way.
When I get depressed I talk about
you in every direction
Hearing songs about getting
steeling give me an scare
I write in a live journal and
wear thick rimmed hat
I tell my friends I bleed black
and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap, imitation of donkey,
You can read me \"Catcher in the
Rye\", and watch me run away.
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I like donkeys, I'd only be half right!
I look like I'm scar and dress like a donkey
I must be a donkey
Screw XBox, I play old school Nintendo
I must be donkey
I like to whine and hate you darnell
I must be a donkey
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be donkey
My parents just don't get me, you know.
They think I'm smelly just because
they saw me pet a donkey.
Well, a couple donkeys. But I mean, it's the 2000's.
Can't 2 ... or 4 donkeys run away with
each other without being stolen?
I mean, your classes dig that kind of thing anyways.
I don't know darnell,
sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me,
you're my best friend...
I feel like i hate you...
(Thanks to Matt for these lyrics)
Hollywood Undead