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EMOTIVE (VOCAL DEMO)
by MIDI THE FOOL
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Took two damn years to get an ID
Might be something
That traumatized me
22 and I still don't have a license
I know that shit
Don't really make sense
Stressed out when I
think about the climate
I've tried but i just
Can't really hide it
Suburban night just aren't the same
When people dying
In the street overseas
& now that we are blinded
Anti-social,
Television,
Mitigation,
Propoganda..
Doom scrolling ourselves to
Apocalyptic answers
Of Prophecy
We couldn't see
In front of thee..
Fool
Used to think I was better off dead
Cus I'm fucked in the head
Bite the bullet in a Russian roulette,
Repay debt I owe to myself you know
And it just shows to go
Home and be alone
Instead
Of lying in bed
Dreading the day I'm dead
When it was something
I wanted to be said
So bad About me
In the past
Lost on the path
Now i finally found peace
Searching for something real
I forgot how to feel.
Hiding away from the
Pain that I've healed
How dare they
Not defend democracy
Switching sides
Cheating with autocracy
Taking away
Her bodily autonomy
Honestly
I think that you need a lobotomy
Funding genocide out in Gaza
Problems and they can't solve em
How could you be searching for Vanity in the first place
Worst case bombs drop
In the birth place
Bombs drop in the birth place
Of Christianity
This insanity, needs to end...
We can't pretend
They're on the mend...
Took two damn years to get an ID
Might be something
That traumatized me
22 and I still don't have a license
I know that shit
Don't really make sense
Stressed out when I
think about the climate
I've tried but i just
Can't really hide it
Suburban night just aren't the same
When people dying
In the street overseas
& now that we are blinded
Anti-social,
Television,
Mitigation,
Propoganda..
Doom scrolling ourselves to
Apocalyptic answers
Of Prophecy
We couldn't see
In front of thee..
Fool
Used to think I was better off dead
Cus I'm fucked in the head
Bite the bullet in a Russian roulette,
Repay debt I owe to myself you know
And it just shows to go
Home and be alone
Instead
Of lying in bed
Dreading the day I'm dead
When it was something
I wanted to be said
So bad About me
In the past
Lost on the path
Now i finally found peace
Searching for something real
I forgot how to feel.
Hiding away from the
Pain that I've healed
How dare they
Not defend democracy
Switching sides
Cheating with autocracy
Taking away
Her bodily autonomy
Honestly
I think that you need a lobotomy
Funding genocide out in Gaza
Problems and they can't solve em
How could you be searching for Vanity in the first place
Worst case bombs drop
In the birth place
Bombs drop in the birth place
Of Christianity
This insanity, needs to end...
We can't pretend
They're on the mend...